“I don’t know when you’re angry with me. I don’t know when I
hurt you. I don’t know if I make you uneasy or not.
I don’t know how to act...
But I will confess to you my friend, I'm not a fool.
The problem must be me. I don’t know when i make you good or
not.
I don’t know anything else.”
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