Empty Chairs
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Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken
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Silent witnesses of what once was,
lined up in quiet patience.
The air hums with words unspoken,
with laughter that no longer lingers.
Fingers once traced their edges,
feet once rested beneath.
Now only dust settles,
soft as a memory fading.
Some were left behind,
others simply forgotten.
Yet they remain,
waiting,
always waiting.
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