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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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