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#.#.#.#..# 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.) .#..#.#.#.
#.#.#.#..# .#.##.#.#.
#.#.#.#.## 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. .#.##.#.#.
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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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