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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 ,,,,,,,,~†
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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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