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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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