She stands upon the mountain
The sheer edge below her feet
Facing East
A solitary island
In a sea of sand
Watching
Waiting
Wondering
He stands upon the rocks
The sea crashing at his feet
Facing West
Alone
Upon the crowded
Angel-Isle
And through the mist
Of time and space
A beam of light
And hope
Shines
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