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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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