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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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