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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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