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I walk through a tiny unlit park and for 40 feet I'm eight years old about to get in trouble for sneaking out without telling anyone, and nine years old experiencing the betrayal of being told I'm not my best friend's best friend, and ten years old doing a big stupid 'art project' on a giant damp piece of paper in the grass, and eleven years old swinging on the swings talking to my new best friend about how grown up we are compared to my old best friend, and twelve years old wearing goth makeup and too much jewelry screaming and dancing around in a rainstorm with both of them, and thirteen years old orbiting a pair of kids younger than us smoking meth under the slide, and fourteen years old daringly befriending the scary bike kids, and fifteen and sixteen and seventeen years old taking a shortcut through the 'baby park' to go out for the night, and eighteen and nineteen years old sitting on the swings listening to music for hours so I don't have to go home yet. we're all there together. a decade is 40 feet long.

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