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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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