On Hollows Eve

When I cross the bay and daylight fades
Let others draw from their smiling faces
Look for me in different places
For now I stand on hollowed ground
Where footprints mark the ground
Without a sound

For if I die, before I wake
Be sure they bury me beside the lake
And remember at dusk on hollows eve
To light a candle among the leaves
To honour the thought of knowing me

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