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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. ¨@¨@@¨@¨@¨
¨@¨¨@¨@¨¨@ ¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨
@@¨@@¨@¨@@ 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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