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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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