Hollow, Hollow Halloween

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Hollow, hollow Halloween,
All hollow at the bone
Like a loud but silent scream
Long entombed in stone.
O hollow, hard, unhallowed souls
Wandering the night:
Ever weep on daylight's shoals
Even as the matin tolls,
Never reaching light.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.

Audio and Video Music: Pieces en Concert -- Prelude, La Tromba, Air de Diable.
By Francois Couperin. Performed by The Advent Chamber Orchestra
at the Free Music Archive under an Attribution-ShareAlike license.



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