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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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