Your Arms Remember

Huffing on a gas bag.

Like it was the last ride

Leaving Hell at eleven.

Leaving Hell going to Heaven.

All abored now!

Inhale deep, wow!

This train leaving the station.

Taking a sweet vacation.

Out of the drudgery.

Into the snuggly

Arms of a vapor.

Vapor and savior.

Hitch-hiking straight 😉 to Heaven.

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