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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. ,^-:§@####
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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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