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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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