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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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