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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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