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#@£@£^:»,, Forgotten Apple Orchard. Our House Is ,,»:^£@£@#
##@@£^:»,, Built Of Dark Clay And Abandoned By A ,,»:^£@@##
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#@£@£^:»,, The Animals That We Fight To Keep Away, ,,»:^£@£@#
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#@£@£^:»,, The Luscious Caves Below Ground. They ,,»:^£@£@#
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##@£@£^:», Interest To Do So. There Is Important ,»:^£@£@##
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#@£@£^:»,, Leaves Are Teal, White And Yellow, Some ,,»:^£@£@#
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££££:»»,,, Important Things Elsewhere. He Is Weary ,,,»»:££££
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#@£@£^:»,, So That He Does Not Have To. We Tend To ,,»:^£@£@#
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££@££^:»,, Inside. Stems And Leaves Appear Close ,,»:^££@££
@@£@£^:»,, To The Walls And Far From The Light. We ,,»:^£@£@@
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##@££^:»,, And Smell Good, And There Is Little ,,»:^££@##
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#@£@£^:»,, Father Comes Home He Is Angry And Cuts ,,»:^£@£@#
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#@£@£^:»,, Beautiful! We Wait Just Until Father ,,»:^£@£@#
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#@£@£^:»,, Inaction. But He Doesn'T Have The ,,»:^£@£@#
#@£@£^:»,, Energy To Scold Us. He Weakens Quickly. ,,»:^£@£@#
#@£@£^:»,, It Is Not Long Before He Is Still Tired ,,»:^£@£@#
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£££@£^:»,, And The Orchard. But It Is Hard And We ,,»:^£@£££
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