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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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