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If you have to kill a snake, kill it once and for all |
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Kill if you must, but never hate: Man is but grass and hate is blight, The sun will scorch you soon or late, Die wholesome then, since you must fight |
Killing is practically a Filipino national pastime but on Mindanao it's an industry. |
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The physician who killed me, Neither bled, purge or pilled me, Nor counted my pulse but it comes to the same, In the height of my fever I thought of his name |
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