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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 ,,,,^†%%&@
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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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##@&$%†»^, We Are Then Tasked With Removing Any ,^»†%$&@##
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##@&$%†»^, Beautiful! We Wait Just Until Father ,^»†%$&@##
##@&$%†»^, Comes Home And Until Then We Enjoy ,^»†%$&@##
@@@&$%†»^, Them. Sometimes An Animal Will Sneak In ,^»†%$&@@@
##@&$%†»^, But We Always Shoo Them Out. With Fresh ,^»†%$&@##
##@&$%†»^, Cut Flowers Thrown Right Outside The ,^»†%$&@##
&$†^^^^,,, House He Suspects And Resents Our ,,,^^^^†$&
##@&$%†»^, Inaction. But He Doesn'T Have The ,^»†%$&@##
&$%%»^,,,, Energy To Scold Us. He Weakens Quickly. ,,,,^»%%$&
###@&$%»^, It Is Not Long Before He Is Still Tired ,^»%$&@###
@$†^,,,,,, Even In The Morning And Must ,,,,,,^†$@
##@&$%†»^, Reluctantly Leave The Outdoor Weed ,^»†%$&@##
&%»^^,,,,, 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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