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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. #@@@@**»^,
,^»**@@@## ##@@@**»^,
,^»**@@### 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. @*»,,,,,,,
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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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