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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 ,,~†%@££@@
#£@††~,,,,           Behind In Our Duties.          ,,,,~††@£#
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