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A floating smile grins of happiness at the river mouth,
sunlight rainbow over the waterfall to the south,
rushing tv station with no reception sounding hiss,
deep blue turned to white clouds of bliss,
splattering on rocks of darkened smooth stone,
sitting with hand draped over knee completely alone,
his hair damp with twists and turns of brown,
hiding the creases of his forever frown,
what brought him here below the place of good,
or was he just simply misunderstood,
he has forgotten who or what brought him first here,
but he knows after some time it will all disappear.