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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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