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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. ,:=/*%@#
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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 ,,,,,:=*%&
##@#&%/=:, 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. ,:/*%@##
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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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