Among the hundred versions I composed at the time, I picked this one.
It’s a raw take — unmastered, unpolished — exactly as it came out of my hard drive, long before it was taken, reshaped, and released elsewhere.

In this industry, some people have a long tradition of signing alone, rewriting history, and forgetting the hands that actually created the work.
Nothing new there.

So here it is: one of the original versions. Not to settle scores, but to remind people where the real craft comes from — the artists who build in silence while others bask in the spotlight.

I’m simply glad I no longer deal with those behaviors: manipulation, inflated egos, and the habit of claiming everything as their own.

Let’s just say that working in that environment was… a little too close to Hell. :)

I keep moving forward, creating, composing — just without those people around me.

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