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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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