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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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