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¨§¨§¨¨§¨§¨ 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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