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But rest assured that while I did not understand all, nor even most of the words and thoughts of our pink dead elephant, a terrible sense of the larger picture did come through, as if a mood poem had entered my soul. It was a dark and forboding sonnet. Pinky will have her revenge, not just on my dearly beloved husband, but on a great many others as well. The exact form of this revenge will be revealed at a future time, though I fear for the safety of a great many who falsely pretended to be Pinky's friend, only to abandon her in her moment of most extreme need. I only pray that these future events will be in time to prevent the cataclysmic effects I only dimly perceived when the veil between the worlds became transparent and I became one with the All. I must rest, now.
Mrs. Farkel
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