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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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