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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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