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##@@@%†/:¨ 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 ¨:«/†%@@@#
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