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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. ...@@.@.@.
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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. @@@..@@@.@
@@...@.... ..@.@..@@@
.@..@@...@ 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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