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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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