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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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