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- He lives in a world defined and given shape by sound.
Sound reveals the landscape surrounding him
in a way his eyes no longer can.
Sound is light and memory...
and meaning.
Who's standing nearby?
And what might lie ahead?
Car horns, voices.
As necessary as air or water and as powerful as gravity,
it both draws and compels us.
An ocean swelling with words
not always spoken by human voices
and melodies not always played on instruments,
it flows around us as we rest
and carries us away as we move on.
It's the force that holds us together as individuals,
peoples, nations, as a planet.
It transforms and enriches us.
It creates a magical and expanding universe
around and within us,
filled with language and laughter
and music.
Even the tiniest of sounds can shatter the highest wall
and dissolve borders,
opening wide the world.
It's a touch.
It's a breath.
It's hope.
And without it...