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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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