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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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