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 Myth “Hello miss, I'm Christofferson, and I think you are the most beautiful women I have ever seen.” said Christofferson “Would you like to join me for a picnic this morrow?” “Uh well I just met you and you don't even know my name. I don't know, I guess.” said Mystic “Well, what is your name?”said Christofferson. “My name is Mystic.” said Mystic. The next day before sunset Christofferson set out with the picnic supplies. When he got to the valley he met up with Mystic and they set up the picnic. As the sun was setting they gazed into each others eyes it was certain that they were in love. Christofferson was so intrigued by love he was determined o find the true meaning of love. So he and Mystic set out to find it. They observed other couples, books, poems, stories and everything they could. But they couldn't see it. They were looking right at it but couldn't see it. It was them, that's what the were overlooking. They were the perfect couple. They were perfect together. The true meaning to love is happiness. Happiness is the answer. They got married and all lived happily ever after. Article posted January 27, 2010 at 08:37 AM • comment • Reads 274 • Return to Blog List Add a CommentPosted Comments |
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