Anger-"Well, I got a right to have a light. You go on get outa my room. I ain't wanted in the bunk house, and you aint wanted in my room."
Unhappy-"Cause i'm black. They play cards in there, but i can't play because i'm black. Well, I tell you, you all of you stink to me."
Lonely-" I didn't mean to scare you. He'll come back. I was talkin' about myself. A guy sets alone out here at night, maybe readin' books or thinkin' or stuff like that. Sometimes he gets thinkin', an' he got nothing to tell him what's so an' what ain't so.
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