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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.               ,.«;†%@@@#
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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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