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@@@@$$^«-, Decent Days Travel North From That ,-«^$$@@@@
#@@@$$^«-, Stands Our House In The Middle Of A ,-«^$$@@@#
@@$$««««-, Forgotten Apple Orchard. Our House Is ,-««««$$@@
@@$$$^^«-, Built Of Dark Clay And Abandoned By A ,-«^^$$$@@
##@@$$^«-, Stranger. The Window Has No Glass But ,-«^$$@@##
@@$^-,,,,, Instead Steel Bars To Keep The Animals ,,,,,-^$@@
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@@$^«,,,,, For They Speak To Us To Join Them In ,,,,,«^$@@
@@@$««-,,, The Luscious Caves Below Ground. They ,,,-««$@@@
@@$$$^-,,, Mean No Harm But It Is Not In Our Best ,,,-^$$$@@
@@$^-,,,,, Interest To Do So. There Is Important ,,,,,-^$@@
@@$$$$^«-, Work That Needs To Be Done, And It Cant ,-«^$$$$@@
@@$^-,,,,, Be Done By Animals. (Father Says This.) ,,,,,-^$@@
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@@$^-,,,,, Every Morning Our Father Clears The ,,,,,-^$@@
#@@@$$^«-, 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 ,-«^$$@@##
@@@$«,,,,, Important Things Elsewhere. He Is Weary ,,,,,«$@@@
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##@@$$^«-, Than The Next. We Learn To Cook For Him ,-«^$$@@##
@@$^---,,, So That He Does Not Have To. We Tend To ,,,---^$@@
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##@@@$^«-, Inside. Stems And Leaves Appear Close ,-«^$@@@##
@@$«,,,,,, To The Walls And Far From The Light. We ,,,,,,«$@@
@@$^^--,,, Are Glad, For The Flowers Are Beautiful ,,,--^^$@@
@$$^«,,,,, 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 ,-«^$$@@@#
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@@@@$$^«-, Comes Home And Until Then We Enjoy ,-«^$$@@@@
#@@@$$^«-, Them. Sometimes An Animal Will Sneak In ,-«^$$@@@#
@@@@$$^«-, But We Always Shoo Them Out. With Fresh ,-«^$$@@@@
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@@@$«,,,,, Inaction. But He Doesn'T Have The ,,,,,«$@@@
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##@@$$^«-, Reluctantly Leave The Outdoor Weed ,-«^$$@@##
#@@@$$^«-, Cutting To Us As Well, Untrusting That ,-«^$$@@@#
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##@@$$^«-, Now He Leaves As Soon As He'S Awake And ,-«^$$@@##
@$«,,,,,,, Falls Asleep As Soon As He Returns. We ,,,,,,,«$@
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