EXISTENCE, n. A transient, horrible, fantastic dream, Wherein is nothing yet all things do seem From which we're wakened by a friendly nudge Of our bedfellow Death, and cry 'O fudge' (Ambrose Bierce)

EXISTENCE, n. A transient, horrible, fantastic dream, Wherein is nothing yet all things do seem From which we're wakened by a friendly nudge Of our bedfellow Death, and cry 'O fudge'

Ambrose Bierce

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