I live now as one well-populated—perhaps too much so, given consistent personal emigration trends. Far too many sleepwalking departures, shipborne and destined to wake as castaways! And what leaves in such a manner reflects regret in lieu of consciously spoken goodbyes.
Oh, hear me out and stay within! Someday soon, I’ll retain my own population. I know of no better goal: to work to become the country that attracts itself. Oh, sun-flag rising, how could I not want to stand in perfect tandem with you!