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§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨ Inside  On  The   Floor,   Two   Glowing ¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§ Squares Of Sunlight  Flooding In Through ¨§§§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ The  Decorative Windows.  Slowly  Making ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨ Their Way  Across The  Room,  Eventually ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨ Coming Across  His  Body. Like Two  Arms ¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨ Reaching His Stomach, And Then  Into His ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨ Ribcage,   Gripping   Something   There. ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
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§¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨ Fox  Body   Pressing   Close.  Its  Eyes ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨§¨¨§ Opening  His,  Asleep  But Staring  Into ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨¨ Its Pupils, Into The Surface Of The Sun. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
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