Solo

Like Thoreau, like Crusoe,  
I want to learn the art  
Of leading a secluded life  
In the countryside,  
At least for a while
Self-reliant and self-sufficient,  
Into the wild,  
Yet with a distant connection with modernity.  
Then the days are blessed, and nights tranquil.  

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