In THE LINES HERE, we've created a incredibly complex syntax crystal through which an interesting narrative poem has presented itself to us, like when a miner discovers a gold vein deep within the walls of that mine; rare and special. The poem reads, SHE LIES IN THESE LINES HERE. IN THE LINES HERE, HIS LIE IS THERE IN THIS LINE. We can extract a number of meanings from this conceptual poem built from the rock solid formation of a phrase of letter. When we read, SHE LIES IN THESE LINES HERE, we can talk about how a girl or woman is physically within the lines right here literally or we could be referencing the more likely of the two options and that she is not telling the truth within these lines. Now, in the lines here, we have a boy or a man's lie (a non-truth) somewhere in there, within the line here. (Wow Andrew...that made absolutely no sense.) On the surface perhaps, but again these exercises do not necessarily have to make sense or have logic to them. You can give the work meaning, just like you give life to a thought, a word, or even an utterance. You could be reading that syntax crystal and discover something deep within it. You can just as well look at it and just keep on flipping through the pages. The beauty is within your eyes, within your mind.