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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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