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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. ††~~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨~~††* *††~~¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨~~††*¤ 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. ††~~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨~~††* *††~~¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨~~††*¤ 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. ¶¤*††~~¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨~~††*¤ ¤*††~~¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨~~††* 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. †~~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨~~†† ††~~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨~~††* 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. ~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~~ ~~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~~† 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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