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The gnarly grimace and its permanence,
melted like wax under the sun, transformed,
The sneer and its annoying ever-presence,
seemingly gone but really just metamorphosed.

The ubiquitous dark gloomy cloud above,
ominous and irritatingly omnipresent,
faded, disappeared, looked like it’s gone,
but it’s still there, only now it’s translucent.

That dark brooding figure so often reminiscent
of dysphoria, of melancholy, of infinite sadness,
slowly and somehow grudgingly finally stops scowling,
finally accepts a concept as foreign as happiness.

17:49 2008/09/02