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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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