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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. ¨¨@¨¨@¨@¨@
@¨@¨@¨@¨@@ ¨@@¨@@@@@@
@@@@@@@@¨¨ 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. @¨¨¨@¨@¨¨¨
@@@@@@¨¨@¨ @¨¨@@@@¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨@¨@@@ 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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