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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 ,,,,:-^^%@
%^^-:,,,,, Behind In Our Duties. ,,,,,:-^^%
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