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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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