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Originally Posted by
Septismegistus
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Just sold my Neve today. Iβm now again a nobody!
Oh, woe is he, the man who sold his soul,
His Neve now gone, and with it, his control.
Once hailed as great, now just a whisper, a sigh,
A ghost of greatness, fading, asking "Why?"
He traded his sound for a fleeting dollar,
Now all thatβs left is a hollow holler.
Once on top, now a nameless face,
A nobody, lost in the endless race.