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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. §¨§§¨§§¨§¨
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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. §¨¨§¨¨§¨§¨
¨§¨¨§¨§¨§¨ §¨§§¨§§¨§¨
§§¨§§¨§¨§¨ 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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