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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.                ,,,«\†*§£@
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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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