Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Truth Is Hidden in Scrambled Lines

The day is done; the sun is set
my daily goals, it seems, are met
it may be true
I must confess
but from the morning to my rest
my nightly rest, I made no choice
I do regret
adieu, farewell.
Posted by This is a work of fiction at 11:23 AM

1 comment:

  1. This is a work of fictionNovember 26, 2011 at 11:28 PM

    Note: You can rearrange the lines in a new order. (*HINT*:The new order makes sense if you notice the length of the lines)

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