Answer:
In the middle of night, I surround the gong. In the middle of sight, I end the song
What pulls you down and never lets go?
Whatβs full of holes but still holds water?
Some adults still use these to count.
I have joy in bringing two together, but darning my existence! My life hangs by a thread, filled with ups, downs and resistance!
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.