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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 ¨,«/†£####
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####£†/«,¨ 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 ¨,«/†£####
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####£†/«,¨ Even The Color Of Wine. They Have Lilac ¨,«/†£####
###†«,,¨¨¨ Flowers And In The Morning They Are Wet ¨¨¨,,«†###
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###££†/«,¨ 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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####£†/«,¨ 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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####£†/«,¨ Beautiful! We Wait Just Until Father ¨,«/†£####
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####£†/«,¨ 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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####£†/«,¨ 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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