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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.) £££**,,,,,
,,,,,~~**@ @**~~,,,,,
,,,,~***@@ 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. @££***,,,,
,,~~*****£ £*****~~,,
,,~***££££ 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. ##@£***~,,
,,~***£@## ##@£***~,,
,,,,*****£ 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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