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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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