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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 ##@@§==«^.
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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 #@@§==«^..
.^«==§@@## Behind In Our Duties. ##@@§==«^.
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