I Am a Wash Rag

Rung out
 before you unfurl the rag
It's a muddled mess of colored cotton
It's just a mash in your wet
hands
In that moment it is nothing 
crumpled nothing
But
Once unfurled it can again find purpose
be useful 
 an agent of change
with potential to bring in the light
Alter the view
remove the aged dust

That one rag can change things
Clean the room
Whipe away everything 

One little crumpled rag can completely change 
a room
and it can most definitely change you
Take a bath
Be a crumpled  wet rag 
and then 
unfurl....see what you can do after the storm

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