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@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ The River That'S Our River Makes A ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Large Bend Like A Scooping Hand And A ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Decent Days Travel North From That ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Stands Our House In The Middle Of A ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Forgotten Apple Orchard. Our House Is ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Built Of Dark Clay And Abandoned By A ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Stranger. The Window Has No Glass But ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Instead Steel Bars To Keep The Animals ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Out. ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Around The House Is A Thick, Thick ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Brush Of Ferns And Bushes. There Live ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ The Animals That We Fight To Keep Away, ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ For They Speak To Us To Join Them In ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ The Luscious Caves Below Ground. They ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Mean No Harm But It Is Not In Our Best ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Interest To Do So. There Is Important ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Work That Needs To Be Done, And It Cant ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Be Done By Animals. (Father Says This.) ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Every Morning Our Father Clears The ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Ferns And Uproots The Bushes Only For ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Them To Grow Back Each Night. Their ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Leaves Are Teal, White And Yellow, Some ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Even The Color Of Wine. They Have Lilac ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Flowers And In The Morning They Are Wet ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ With Dew. ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Father Is Away During The Day Doing ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Important Things Elsewhere. He Is Weary ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ When He Returns Home, Each Day More So ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Than The Next. We Learn To Cook For Him ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ So That He Does Not Have To. We Tend To ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ His Clothes. ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Suddenly The Dense Bushwork Is Mirrored ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Inside. Stems And Leaves Appear Close ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ To The Walls And Far From The Light. We ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Are Glad, For The Flowers Are Beautiful ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ And Smell Good, And There Is Little ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Decoration In Our House. But When ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Father Comes Home He Is Angry And Cuts ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Them All Down In A Frenzy. We Are ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Scared Of Him Then. ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ We Are Then Tasked With Removing Any ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Indoor Plant We See. But They Are So ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Beautiful! We Wait Just Until Father ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Comes Home And Until Then We Enjoy ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Them. Sometimes An Animal Will Sneak In ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ But We Always Shoo Them Out. With Fresh ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Cut Flowers Thrown Right Outside The ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ House He Suspects And Resents Our ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Inaction. But He Doesn'T Have The ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Energy To Scold Us. He Weakens Quickly. ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ It Is Not Long Before He Is Still Tired ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Even In The Morning And Must ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Reluctantly Leave The Outdoor Weed ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Cutting To Us As Well, Untrusting That ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ We Will Carry It Out. ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Now He Leaves As Soon As He'S Awake And ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Falls Asleep As Soon As He Returns. We ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Are Left To Care For Us And The House ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ And The Orchard. But It Is Hard And We ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Are Distracted. We Are Not As ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ Persistent As Father And Quickly Fall ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨¨@ Behind In Our Duties. ¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨
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