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Stop The Torture!

Young life, young life, ripped sadistically from the womb
torn to pieces in agony, butchered by the knife
before in pieces being exposed
to chemicals, poisons, gas, fire and acid.
It ell you: at this very moment
the soul of the tiny child still lives
and no preposterous statement
by the living can alter this.

and the animals, the furry and the feathered,

the scaled and unscaled living creatures
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