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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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