Sometimes my dad would take me and my brother to the buildings he designed and show us around when it was dark and there was no one in there but us.
I miss the way things used to be back then. But I still like it better here, because I know that even if I went home, things can't go back to the way they were.
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I miss the way things used to be back then. But I still like it better here, because I know that even if I went home, things can't go back to the way they were.