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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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