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##@$^:-,,, ---- ,,,-:^$@##
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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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