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It was a chilly winter morning as Joe stared up at the trees glinting with snow. Joe was interested in one particular tree. It had an itchy bomb that was moving, but there was no wind. As he had a closer look he discovered that it was cracking open like an egg. “Crack!” the noise of the itchy bomb cracking open filled the morning air. Joe’s head snapped up as he saw the itchy bomb fall away to revel a small creature. As the creature freed itself from the itchy bomb it suddenly took flight with wings Joe had not seen and flew into the morning sky.

 

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