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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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