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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 ,,,:;;;%§@
££$$$%;~:, Forgotten  Apple  Orchard. Our  House Is ,:~;%$$$££
#@£§$%;~:, Built  Of Dark Clay And  Abandoned By  A ,:~;%$§£@#
#@£§$%;~:, Stranger. The  Window  Has  No Glass But ,:~;%$§£@#
@§§$$%;~:, Instead Steel Bars To  Keep  The Animals ,:~;%$$§§@
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##£§$%;~:, Brush  Of  Ferns  And Bushes. There Live ,:~;%$§£##
#@£§$%;~:, The Animals That We Fight To Keep  Away, ,:~;%$§£@#
#@£§$%;~:, For They  Speak  To Us  To Join  Them In ,:~;%$§£@#
£$%~~,,,,, The  Luscious  Caves  Below Ground. They ,,,,,~~%$£
#@£§$%;~:, Mean No Harm But It  Is Not In Our  Best ,:~;%$§£@#
£$;:,,,,,, Interest To Do So.  There  Is  Important ,,,,,,:;$£
#@£§$%;~:, Work That Needs  To Be Done, And It Cant ,:~;%$§£@#
#@£§$%;~:, Be Done By Animals.  (Father Says This.) ,:~;%$§£@#
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£$;;~~:,,, Every  Morning  Our  Father  Clears  The ,,,:~~;;$£
££§$$%;~:, Ferns  And Uproots  The Bushes  Only For ,:~;%$$§££
#@£§$%;~:, Them  To  Grow Back  Each  Night.  Their ,:~;%$§£@#
£§$$$%;~:, Leaves Are Teal, White And  Yellow, Some ,:~;%$$$§£
§$%~~:,,,, Even The Color  Of Wine. They Have Lilac ,,,,:~~%$§
£§§§$%;~:, Flowers And In  The Morning They Are Wet ,:~;%$§§§£
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§%;:,,,,,, 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 ,,,~;;;%%§
£§§§$%;~:, Father  Comes Home He Is Angry  And Cuts ,:~;%$§§§£
##£§$%;~:, Them  All  Down  In  A  Frenzy.  We  Are ,:~;%$§£##
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##£§$%;~:, Indoor  Plant We See.  But  They Are  So ,:~;%$§£##
£§%~::,,,, Beautiful!  We  Wait  Just  Until Father ,,,,::~%§£
§§$%~,,,,, Comes  Home  And  Until  Then  We  Enjoy ,,,,,~%$§§
#@£§$%;~:, Them. Sometimes An Animal Will  Sneak In ,:~;%$§£@#
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##@£§%;~:, 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 ,,,::~;%§§
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