An Epitaph In the East
Below here lie the remains of Mrs Shadow-Sun
Who used all her life searching for her husband
She married for just a minute. She died at this spot
The very moment her husband died in the West
When she realised that Mr. Twilight she mistook
For her hubby was nothing but a caricature.
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