If in my seat you found me gone
If in your texts I don't respond
I might be flying near the Sun or
Beyond the sea of countryland

Don't find me; I would say,
I am fine and happy this way
No need to remember my name
Nor even my disgraced face

Go on with your life, and
If in the future I was recognize
Don't say hi, just think—
Oh, he did not die?