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G.
G, I don't know why i love you so much. I don't know why I keep thinking about you . I don't know why i cry all night for you. I don't know why i feel so jealous, every time you talk to a girl. I don't know why I can't tell things about you to my friends. I don't know why I'm so close minded )):
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