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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 ¤†***~,,,,
,,,,,*$¤¶¶                   Out.                   ¶¶¤$*,,,,,
,,~*†$$$¤#                                          #¤$$$†*~,,
,,~*†$¤¶## Around  The  House  Is  A  Thick,  Thick ##¶¤$†*~,,
,,~*†$¤¶## Brush Of  Ferns And Bushes.  There  Live ##¶¤$†*~,,
,,~*†$¤¶¶# The Animals  That We Fight To Keep Away, #¶¶¤$†*~,,
,,~*†$¤¶## For They  Speak  To Us To  Join Them  In ##¶¤$†*~,,
,,~*†$¤¶## The Luscious  Caves  Below  Ground. They ##¶¤$†*~,,
,,~*†$$$¶¶ Mean No  Harm But It Is  Not In Our Best ¶¶$$$†*~,,
,,~*†$¤¶## Interest To  Do  So.  There Is Important ##¶¤$†*~,,
,,~*†$¤¶## Work  That Needs To Be Done, And It Cant ##¶¤$†*~,,
,,,,~**$¤¤ Be Done By Animals. (Father Says  This.) ¤¤$**~,,,,
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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 ###¶¤†*~,,
,,~*†$$$¤# Father  Comes Home He Is Angry And  Cuts #¤$$$†*~,,
,,~*†$$$¤¶ Them  All  Down  In  A  Frenzy.  We  Are ¶¤$$$†*~,,
,,~*†$¤¶##            Scared Of Him Then.           ##¶¤$†*~,,
,,~*†$¤¶¶#                                          #¶¶¤$†*~,,
,,,,,,*†¤¤ 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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