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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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