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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. #@&^†«:,,,
,,,,:«†^&@ @&^†«:,,,,
,,,,,:«†^& 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. :,,,,,,,,,
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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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