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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 ,^~*%£@#@@
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