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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.                 £**^~:,,,,
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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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