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Have you ever sat still and listened to the silence?
In the silence, there's always an unheard scream.
The walls whisper and the floor shrieks.
So when a pig squeals before its slaughtered, Does the butcher care?
Have you ever sat still and listened to the silence?
In the silence, there's always an unheard scream.
The walls whisper and the floor shrieks.
So when a pig squeals before its slaughtered, Does the butcher care?