Here is a poem that my lady sent down
Some morning while I was away
Wrote on the back of a leaf that she found
Somewhere around Monterey
And here is the key to a house far away
Where I used to live as a child
They tore down the building when I moved away
And left the key unreconciled
And down in the canyon, the smoke starts to rise
It rides on the wind till it reaches you
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