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@#@%*//=:, Inside  On   The  Floor,   Two   Glowing ,:=//*%@#@
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@@*//=,,,, The  Decorative  Windows.  Slowly Making ,,,,=//*@@
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#@#@%*/=:, Coming Across His  Body. Like  Two  Arms ,:=/*%@#@#
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@##@%*/=:, Ribcage,   Gripping   Something   There. ,:=/*%@##@
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##@#@%*/=: Opening  His,  Asleep  But Staring  Into :=/*%@#@##
###@%*/=:, Its Pupils, Into The Surface Of The Sun. ,:=/*%@###
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