When One Voice Speaks Many Languages — a Glimpse of Wonder entry™ —
Riddle
Some call me a language.
Yet my voice isn’t spoken,
and my sentences never change
no matter who writes them down.
I travel across cultures
wearing different scripts —
marks, signs, symbols, syllables —
but when someone reads me,
I sound exactly the same.
I move through the world
with no need for translation.
Change my alphabet,
and my message stays whole.
What am I?
The Wonder and the answer tomorrow. Post your guesses.
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