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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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