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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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