Jungle Book2.Winter Slow Pace
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8/ To J
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a. the Flying Horse
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The temperature the frost blackmailed, is unsuitable
For blossoming on the other side of the bank or on this one
The cold ice the fall splashes
Have to combine the blood and the bone from here
Do a fate-changing chemical reaction；The flying-horse of love
Thus could carry all stars and planets
Jumps into the black hole of the heart
Let a brand new world
In all of a sudden, begins
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b. Non Physics
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Standing on the threshold with half warmth in half the cold
Unconsciously suddenly
I trembled with a thrill
A fire sparkled and displayed seven colours, in the net
The wire at a junction
Burned off
Is it a short circuit, or maybe
From then on, the electronics
Would walk on a shortcut
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(*please give some critisize, thanks!
MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR ! ^-^)
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