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Many come to the tavern,

Passing through day after day,

So many friendly faces,

None ever resolving to stay,



All drinking their fill,

The room packed with laughter,

They all filter home,

Leaving silence thereafter,



Their stories are told,

Connections are made,

Friendships are sown,

But eventually fade,



The windows draw shut,

With the ebbing of light,

The silence is stifling,

Throughout the long night,



Time fades like a shadow,

Days lead to years,

The tavern's closed down,

Without any tears,



The building lies dormant,

A husk, a mere shell,

From years of disuse,

Not a word of farewell.