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Home is sad because when you're moving, you're happy but you realize you grew up there.
And you'll never see that house again.
And now you realize you should of never been happy and now you want to go back.
The hole in your room
The broken stairs
The sound the door made when you opened it
And all the locks on the doors are broken
I wish I never moved.
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