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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.) ,,::~†**§#
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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.           ,,,::†%§##
###§%*†~:,                                          ,:~†*%§###
#%†::,,,,, 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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