I am surrounded by sound.
It fill the room and endlessly rebounds.
Everywhere it springs forth and everywhere it flows.
It brings itself upon my ears as if heavy blows.
From within it nothing comes but more of itself.
But what I seek to find in it is of infinite wealth.
I am surrounded by sound, but for all its abundance it lack a certain being.
What it lacks is meaning.














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