Ahhh
The sound that rises
Before the world can swallow you whole
A tiny escape hatch
Built from breath and stubbornness
Ahhh
The new woo sah
Not whispered like a monk’s secret
But dragged out of the chest
Like furniture across a tired floor
It’s the anthem of the overworked
The prayer of the almost‑breaking
The spell you cast
When you need the universe
To unclench its jaw
Ahhh
The moment the storm inside you
Finally fogs the mirror
Finally cools the wires
Finally says
You’re still here
keep going
Ahhh
The new woo sah
The soft rebellion
The breath that saves you
One small surrender at a time
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Anthony Hanible (
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Comments1
What a beautiful poetic manner to express this message. So nicely said
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