hey you
Pink Floyd pretty
alone & aimless in this empty city

I’m alone
& lonely, too
bet together we could find sumthin’ to do

lemme take you to
my secret place
it’s a no-fly, no-hate space

it’s sweet – solitary
with no one to mind us
& a gate we can lock behind us

can’t make no promises
about the weather
but I’ll gift you with an angel feather

& we’ll both be safe
from humanity’s hell
behind stone walls where goddesses dwell

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