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#.#.##..#. 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 .#.##.#.#.
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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. .#.##.#.#.
#.#..#.##. .#..#.#.#.
#.#.##..#. 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 .#..#.#.#.
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