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#§/,¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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 ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨«§#
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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 ¨¨¨¨¨,«§##
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#§/,¨¨¨¨¨¨ Every Morning Our Father Clears The ¨¨¨¨¨¨,/§#
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#%§«,¨¨¨¨¨ Them To Grow Back Each Night. Their ¨¨¨¨¨,«§%#
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#§««¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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 ¨,«/§%##@#
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@#%§/,¨¨¨¨ 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 ¨,«/§%##@#
#§§«¨¨¨¨¨¨ Behind In Our Duties. ¨¨¨¨¨¨«§§#
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