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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 ,,-~**§###
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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 ,,,,,,,,,-
~-,,,,,,,, Behind In Our Duties. ,,,,,,,,-~
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