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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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