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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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