In my going summa iru lie
A few positive externalities
You will start to realize
Being alone holds no terrors
You will start to wonder
Ok, no terrors, but what else
Is there in such a solitude
Apart from tons of boredom
Yes, on that rare occasion
When your thoughts turn
In my direction, a bit wistfully,
That wonder will arise in you
How is he tolerating solitude
And what does he hope to gain
Keep wondering now and then
Now and then when you remember me
That wondering will do you some good.