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• Artiste: Miss My Chance
• Titre: The Spiral March
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I’ve been frozen in the dark for long enough where now I’m only waiting for my eyes to adjust. Once figures turn to shapes, and shapes turn to objects, I can trade my false hope for something more than mirages. So count me in, into another rage, into another day where it will all deflate. Throw defeat in my face and barricades in my way, but I’ll still make the climb up this spiral staircase. Each step towards the top is beginning to show me that I’m not completely invisible. Through these paper-thin walls, I hear faint echoes of the ones I love and their struggles. If we break them down, we can reveal ourselves, moving slow and steady until they fire the next round. In the end, it’s just a game of Russian roulette. So go ahead; run with scissors and place your bets. This is what I like to call The Spiral March: a month in which we lose control, then we fall apart. Facing this head on may be the hardest thing I’ve ever done, so take to heart this notion before you move along… Beware The Spiral March, for it has come, but not gone.