Theory of Finding
Forget not to learn
To shout, my friend,
For the world we have now
Cannot discern
Or does pretend
That its vision is impaired
Remember to shout
Louder, my friend,
For where’er you get lost,
To search you out
With a good lend
Of my ears has more success
Than has with my sight;
A missing sound
Is easier to find
than a lost light;
Absence is found
More easily than presence
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