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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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