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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. #@#¤%%^~,,
,,,~^%%¤#@ @#¤%%^~,,,
,,,,~^%%¤# 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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