Clouds in Hell

Aches and pains
But no complaints
With physical sense
Comes recompense
Once dead
Now walking where angels tread
Caught between a spell

Soft dew kisses
Mist and light remission
Stroll without sound
Feet don’t touch the ground
From below to above
I think I’m in love
Heaven help this hell

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