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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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@#@£$/«,¨¨ Around  The  House  Is  A  Thick,  Thick ¨¨,«/$£@#@
#@#@£$/«,¨ Brush  Of  Ferns And Bushes.  There Live ¨,«/$£@#@#
@#@£$/«,¨¨ The Animals That We  Fight To Keep Away, ¨¨,«/$£@#@
#@#@£$/«,¨ For They  Speak  To Us To  Join  Them In ¨,«/$£@#@#
@#@£$/«,¨¨ The Luscious Caves  Below  Ground.  They ¨¨,«/$£@#@
#@#@£$/«,¨ Mean No Harm But  It Is  Not In Our Best ¨,«/$£@#@#
@#@£$/«,¨¨ Interest To Do  So. There  Is  Important ¨¨,«/$£@#@
#@#@£$/«,¨ Work That  Needs To Be Done, And It Cant ¨,«/$£@#@#
@#@£$/«,¨¨ Be Done By Animals. (Father  Says This.) ¨¨,«/$£@#@
#@#@£$/«,¨                                          ¨,«/$£@#@#
@#@£$/«,¨¨ Every  Morning  Our  Father  Clears  The ¨¨,«/$£@#@
#@#@£$/«,¨ Ferns  And Uproots The  Bushes Only  For ¨,«/$£@#@#
@#@£$/«,¨¨ Them  To Grow  Back  Each  Night.  Their ¨¨,«/$£@#@
#@#@£$/«,¨ Leaves Are Teal, White And Yellow,  Some ¨,«/$£@#@#
@#@£$/«,¨¨ Even  The Color Of Wine. They Have Lilac ¨¨,«/$£@#@
#@#@£$/«,¨ Flowers And In  The Morning They Are Wet ¨,«/$£@#@#
@#@£$/«,¨¨                 With Dew.                ¨¨,«/$£@#@
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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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