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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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