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