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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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@@@@%$/~:, Every Morning Our Father Clears The ,:~/$%@@@@
#@@@%$/~:, Ferns And Uproots The Bushes Only For ,:~/$%@@@#
@@$~:,,,,, Them To Grow Back Each Night. Their ,,,,,:~$@@
@@$$$$/~:, Leaves Are Teal, White And Yellow, Some ,:~/$$$$@@
@%$~,,,,,, Even The Color Of Wine. They Have Lilac ,,,,,,~$%@
@@%%/:,,,, Flowers And In The Morning They Are Wet ,,,,:/%%@@
#@@@%$/~:, With Dew. ,:~/$%@@@#
#@@@%$/~:, ,:~/$%@@@#
#@@@%$/~:, Father Is Away During The Day Doing ,:~/$%@@@#
@%$$//:,,, Important Things Elsewhere. He Is Weary ,,,://$$%@
@@%%$//~:, When He Returns Home, Each Day More So ,:~//$%%@@
#@@@%$/~:, Than The Next. We Learn To Cook For Him ,:~/$%@@@#
#@@@%$/~:, So That He Does Not Have To. We Tend To ,:~/$%@@@#
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@%$~~~,,,, Suddenly The Dense Bushwork Is Mirrored ,,,,~~~$%@
@$$/::,,,, 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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