It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.
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Bill Vaughan
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"We hope that, when the insects take over the world, they will remember
with gratitude how we took them along on all our picnics."
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