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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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