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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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