maddest | [Text] the medium is the message; a riddle

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If I were to type you a poem, what would you think of me?

Look closer. Not all is as it first seems.

Oh, it's back to what it's supposed to be.

Good. We were saying we wanted to meet properly?

Tomorrow evening.

Where?

Anywhere but my place. Your choice.

I'm trying to build a swingset here;

[x,y]

Noted.

Why a swingset?

Well, we don't have one, as a city.

Ah. Just plain generosity.

Far from that. I intend to use it myself.

Discovering your inner child?