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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. ,^-/*@&¶@#
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&@/^,,,,,, 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. ,^-/*@&¶@#
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&&&@///-^, 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 ,^-/*@&¶@#
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