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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. §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨ §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨ 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.) §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨ §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨ 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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