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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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