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Before she left,

holding her thermos

of hot coffee,
into the predawn,
I said, May you see
a long-tailed weasel
.

That slender,

lithe, little carnivore,

made of equal parts

play and mischief,

which had eluded me

all these years.

So, later

when she said,

Guess what,
I knew it...

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