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The heartland lies quiet, blanketed in snow,
fields softened to peace beneath a gray sky.
The traveler sees only beauty:
sheep grazing, cows standing still,
frosted barns at rest.
No cries of calves torn from mothers,
no branding fires or cages in sight—
suffering kept hidden beneath the calm.
Silos rise like monuments,
holding the weight of unseen toil.
The snow whispers only stillness,
and the land offers its gift:
beauty wrapped in silence,
truth buried out of view.