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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 ,,,,,,,,,,
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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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