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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. **~,,,,,,,
,,,,,,~**@ @**~,,,,,,
,,,,,~**@@ 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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