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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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