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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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