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¨--=†@¤@## --- --- ##@¤@†=--¨
¨¨--=†@¤@# ---- #@¤@†=--¨¨
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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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