Swingset

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Dear Nick, 



You're not coming back. 



Max said you wouldn't come back. 



Well, at least write to me. 



Tell me. 



Do you remember the swingset where you stole my ice-cream from me? 



Do you remember the time I pushed you into a lake? 



Do you remember the swim meet? 



Do you remember pre-school? 



No, no you don't. 



What happened to that perfect boy? 



The one I know? 



You're a different person now, I can tell. 



Love, Margo



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