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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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