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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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