Mahler’s Adagietto?

Was it here we ascended Mahler’s Adagietto, and embraced, on this pyramid of sound? Where, betrayed, we fell lifeless? Our hearts torn from our chests?

Here! Are these spiraling, plaintive strings, these cold stones, in our decent all that is left?

Was it fear we felt? Was it loss?

What questions did we leave unanswered? What futures lost?

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