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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. ,,,»:*¤¤@#
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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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