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##¶¤%§:-,, The River That'S Our River Makes A ,,-:§%¤¶##
##¶¤%§:-,, Large Bend Like A Scooping Hand And A ,,-:§%¤¶##
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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 ,,-:§%¤¤¤#
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#¤¤%:::-,, 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 ,,-:§%¤¶##
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##¶¤%§:-,, Be Done By Animals. (Father Says This.) ,,-:§%¤¶##
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##¶¤%§:-,, 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 ,,,,,-§¤¤¶
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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 ,,-:§%¤¶##
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##¶¤%§:-,, 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 ,,-:§%¤¤¶¶
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¤¤%§-,,,,, 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 ,,-:§%¤¶##
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#¶¶¤%§:-,, 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 ,,-:§%¤¶##
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##¶¤%§:-,, Reluctantly Leave The Outdoor Weed ,,-:§%¤¶##
##¶¤%§:-,, Cutting To Us As Well, Untrusting That ,,-:§%¤¶##
#¤¤§§§:-,, We Will Carry It Out. ,,-:§§§¤¤#
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¶%%::,,,,, 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 ,,-:§%¤¶##
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