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Dearest.
I am writing you with heart open ...
from the land of my father's fathers
to you whose name came to me in a vision
in the pitch of a fever
brought on by my illness
brought on by my grief
from the death of my husband
who behind himself left
one hundred million pounds of U.S. dollars.
If you would but open your accounts
as wide as my heart is open
on account of you
our hearts could sing together.
Dearest beloved.