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&&†-,,,,,, 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 ,,-†=&&¶@#
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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 ,,-†=&&¶@#
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#@¶&&=†-,, Every Morning Our Father Clears The ,,-†=&&¶@#
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¶&=-,,,,,, Leaves Are Teal, White And Yellow, Some ,,,,,,-=&¶
&&=††,,,,, Even The Color Of Wine. They Have Lilac ,,,,,††=&&
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#@¶&&=†-,, Father Is Away During The Day Doing ,,-†=&&¶@#
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¶&==†-,,,, 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 ,,-†=&&&&¶
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&=--,,,,,, 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 ,-†=&&¶@##
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¶¶&=-,,,,, We Are Then Tasked With Removing Any ,,,,,-=&¶¶
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@@¶&&=†-,, Comes Home And Until Then We Enjoy ,,-†=&&¶@@
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#@¶&&=†-,, But We Always Shoo Them Out. With Fresh ,,-†=&&¶@#
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#@¶&&=†-,, House He Suspects And Resents Our ,,-†=&&¶@#
#@¶&&=†-,, Inaction. But He Doesn'T Have The ,,-†=&&¶@#
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#@¶&&=†-,, 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 ,,-†=&&¶@#
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