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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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