The Meaning Of Life This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   The Meaning of Life

For hours I looked through her eyes to her soul,
while our boat cut through the water.
Beautiful silence, in all its bliss.
She began to speak, destroying our perfect moment.
I told her to shut up, or I'd kiss her.
She spoke.

by J. W., New City, NY



This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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