Sparkling

What am I going to do?
My thoughts are like goo
I can’t seem to stand
My body, I can’t seem to command

I slog through the muck and mire
But then you inspire
You open my eyes
You remove the disguise

You give me new eyes
You grant me a surprise
Everything sparkles anew
It’s what you do

Keep washing me, my Master King
Keep me doing the right thing
Thank you for washing my eyes
Leaving them sparkling and dry

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