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@@@@.@@.@@ Inside  On   The   Floor,  Two   Glowing .@@@@@@...
@...@@.@@. Squares Of Sunlight  Flooding In Through .@.....@..
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@.@.@@@.@@ Their Way Across  The  Room,  Eventually ...@...@.@
.@@@@..@@. Coming Across  His  Body. Like Two  Arms @..@@..@@@
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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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