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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. @†-.......
......-†@# #@†-......
.....-†@#@ 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.) @†-.......
......-†@# #@†-......
.....-†@#@ 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. @#@†-.....
......-†@# #@†-......
.......-†@ 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. #@†-......
.....-†@#@ @#@†-.....
....-†@#@@ 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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