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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 ,^«^%@&@##
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##@&@%^«^, Instead Steel Bars To Keep The Animals ,^«^%@&@##
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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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@&%%^^^«^, 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 ,^«^%@&@##
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##@&@%^«^, 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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