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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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