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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 @@@†~~^^,,
,,,,,^~†$@ Them To Grow Back Each Night. Their @$†~^,,,,,
,^~^†$@@## Leaves Are Teal, White And Yellow, Some ##@@$†^~^,
,^~^†$@¶@# Even The Color Of Wine. They Have Lilac #@¶@$†^~^,
,,,,~^^^$@ Flowers And In The Morning They Are Wet @$^^^~,,,,
,^~^†$$$$@ With Dew. @$$$$†^~^,
,,,,,^^$@@ @@$^^,,,,,
,,,,^^$@@@ Father Is Away During The Day Doing @@@$^^,,,,
,^~^†$@¶## Important Things Elsewhere. He Is Weary ##¶@$†^~^,
,^~^†$@¶@# When He Returns Home, Each Day More So #@¶@$†^~^,
,^~^†$@¶@@ Than The Next. We Learn To Cook For Him @@¶@$†^~^,
,^~^†$@¶@# So That He Does Not Have To. We Tend To #@¶@$†^~^,
,^~^†$@¶@# His Clothes. #@¶@$†^~^,
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,,,,^^†@¶¶ Suddenly The Dense Bushwork Is Mirrored ¶¶@†^^,,,,
,^~~~††††@ Inside. Stems And Leaves Appear Close @††††~~~^,
,^~^†$@¶@# To The Walls And Far From The Light. We #@¶@$†^~^,
,^~^†$@¶@@ Are Glad, For The Flowers Are Beautiful @@¶@$†^~^,
,^~^†@¶@## And Smell Good, And There Is Little ##@¶@†^~^,
,^~^†$@¶@@ Decoration In Our House. But When @@¶@$†^~^,
^~^†$@¶@## Father Comes Home He Is Angry And Cuts ##@¶@$†^~^
,^~^†$@¶@@ Them All Down In A Frenzy. We Are @@¶@$†^~^,
,^~^†$@¶@@ Scared Of Him Then. @@¶@$†^~^,
,^~^†$@¶@# #@¶@$†^~^,
,,,,^^†$$¶ 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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