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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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