Writing on the Wall

I saw the writing on the wall. She is yours it said. It was written in fire. It burned so bright. The heat was immense, yet I did not burn to a cinder. I turned to my left and there you sat radiant as the light played about you. I haven't seen your face for a thousand years. But I see you now as if I've seen you yesterday and every day prior to that.

Gabriel Janas

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