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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.           ,,,,,,~/†&
§&†/~,,,,,                                          ,,,,,~/†&§
¶§&†/~,,,, 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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