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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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