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Can you hear them? Yes, they are crying. Can you see them? Yes, the farmers, yes. No, I mean, The blood, the blood. Each grain is pregnant. With blood, with blood. No! let’s fill the rice fields. Let’s plant bullets. No, with blood, with blood. When will they learn? Why? Is there something to learn? Why is there something to learn? Why, is there something-- They can no longer learn. They can no longer hear. They can no longer see. Why? I demand an answer! Why do I demand an answer? Why? You killed them.
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Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 4:09 AM UTC
Kidapawan