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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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