CHAPTER 18: “ON SUCH A WINTER’S DAY”
By admin On March 3rd, 2021.
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Have you ever heard a voice in your mind, talking to you?
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Well, truth-be-told, there are many people who have! And not just those who are considered “Crazy”…like me.
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Yes, even high government officials, statesmen, celebrities and/or their spouses have admitted that they too have had communications with unseen spirits of various origins! According to Wikipedia, even some of our most celebrated presidents, such as Lincoln and Reagan had attended seances and/or received astrological advice during their presidency!
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And not just secular persons claim to hear voices (from dead loved-ones).
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But maybe even millions of Christians receive advice from voices on a daily basis (claiming either God, angels, or dead saints are speaking directly to them).
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Well, just read this little chapter (and subsequent chapters following), and maybe you will gain a greater insight and perspective into this current-day phenomenon…
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CHAPTER 18:
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“ON SUCH A WINTER’S DAY”
(lyric from the 1965 mega-hit, “California Dreamin”, by the “Mamas & Papas”)
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“ALL THE LEAVES ARE BROWN…”
(lyrics from the 1965 mega-hit, “California Dreamin”, by the “Mamas & Papas”)
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“All the leaves are brown”, as the songsters sang!
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But the skies were definitely NOT gray!
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As a matter of fact, sunny skies were the order of this particular day! But the big old Dutch Elm trees which lined the sidewalks of this old Oregon logging town, were now stripped bare by reason of the frigid January air. And all the grass was, likewise, a deadish brown (except for maybe in some of the most geothermal areas of town).
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And on this crisp January morn, there was no denying that winter had now fully embraced the Basin! But just like a typical winter’s day in the Basin…lots of blue skies and sunshine! And actually, not nearly as cold as many other places in the good ol’ U.S. of A..
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Klamath Basin gets cold, but also gets lots of sunshine.
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SUNSHINE!!! What a redeeming aspect to this little high-country community! Nestled right next to the foothills of the Cascade mountains, Klamath graces the eastern slopes of those mountains, but also nearly borders the high deserts of Eastern Oregon: perhaps you could say it’s a hybrid of these two environmental zones.
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The Scream – by E. Munch – Wikipedia – public domain by edvard munch c.1893
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“STOPPED INTO A CHURCH…”
(lyric from the 1965 mega-hit, “California Dreamin”, by the “Mamas & Papas”)
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The Christmas at the Oregon coast was very peaceful (see Chapter 17). But now back in Klamath, it was January. And being delivered from the satanic “Chamber of Horrors”, which was my experience up there in Ward #3600, I was now in an infinitely better position!
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Or so it seemed.
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And yet, in spite of being freed from that Unit 3600 nightmarish horror-show, I felt void of the spiritual power which I believed only God could fulfill in me.
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And so I decided to find a church where I could pray. And I went to one I knew of. The arched doors and windows were beautiful, as was the rest of this building. It looked somewhat like a Spanish mission. And stained-glass windows galore! I figured this was my best chance!
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As I said in the last chapter, it seemed as though the Spirit had departed from me.
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I lost God! And I needed Him back! Desperately!
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And this church looked holy. Really holy! And I didn’t want to be alone—without God…So I would go in and beg for Him to return…
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“Behold, I go forward, but He is not there; and backward, but I cannot perceive Him: On the left hand, where He does work, but I cannot behold Him: He hides Himself on the right hand, that I cannot see Him…” Job 23:8, 9 (Job is commonly pronounced with a long “o”)
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I somehow heard that they’re always open. Church doors, you know? Maybe some hobo, just coming in from the cold. Or perhaps some local resident in desperate need of prayer. Or maybe even a ‘Mama’ or a ‘Papa’ to get down on their knees and pray for their children. Anyone with a deep need could come here for a quiet house of refuge. A safe-place where one could get alone with God. A haven of rest for the weary soul, in which one could cry out to that oft-elusive, yet Great Unseen One!
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Whoops! The doors were locked!
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“I PASSED ALONG THE ‘WAY’…(“Kit Carson Way”, that is)“
(“I passed along the way” are lyrics from the 1965 mega-hit, “California Dreamin”, by the “Mamas & Papas”)
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I hopped back into my little black car (actually dark metallic cobalt) and zoomed off, in search of another church in which to try to regain contact with the Spirit. (Thinking about that last church, it’s not hard to imagine that a church is just as subject to vandalism these days as any other place. You really can’t blame them for locking their doors in this increasingly decadent/lawless society!)
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Anyway, I next thought of a big old church which was on the “Kit Carson Way”. “They always have something going on there. I’ll try them!”
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And so I pulled into the parking lot.
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I walked cautiously up to the side door.
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This grand old building was once the community’s local hospital, “The Presbyterian Intercommunity Hospital”. But as long as I can remember, it’s been a church. Well, church is also a hospital too…for sinners…right?
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It had massive white pillars, and the building was made of red brick. The new hospital, which replaced this old one, was re-named, “Merle West Medical Center” (the 60 Minutes TV show once unfairly renamed it, “Murder-West” in one of their many weekly hit-piece reports on various people, places, and things).
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But this once-hospital-now-turned-church was on a busy street called the “Kit Carson Way”
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Now how it got that name, Kit Carson Way, I have not a clue!
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Oh yeah, I understand who Kit Carson was. Kind of. But even though I often wondered how it got that name, I never researched it. Maybe someone around here decided to honor Kit Carson for some reason. Well, I just figured that was why; simply to honor a famous person. (M
aybe now with Internet I might just look this stuff up.)
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Okay, I just looked it up online. Kit Carson (photo right) was a scout for John Fremont (painting below) and his men who came to Klamath Lake in the 1840′s, and made camp here. It was a somewhat brutal experience, and a sad point in history for Carson and Fremont with their deadly back-and-forth skirmishes with the Modoc and Klamath tribes. And history says that Carson was angry with Captain Fremont for ordering that deadly retaliatory skirmish.
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But in spite of this great blemish on his character, Carson, in his day, was mostly liked and respected by white-man, and even Native Americans alike (according to Wikipedia, at the time of this writing. Wikipedia’s info often gets changed, you know). And Carson liked the Indians as well. Also, he probably had more of a conscience than other men of those days. His conscience caused him sorr
ow for following Fremont’s orders to execute a dozen or more people during his stint with Fremont. As for Fremont’s conscience, that might be another story. Carson died at 59 of a blood-clot, by the way.
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I can’t believe I’ve never researched this before! My brother could probably recite names, dates, places, and events on this and any other subject concerning Carson and Fremont! But I just didn’t have enough interest in history. And of course, because of Internet, researching these things has now become much easier!
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Mazda rx7-1st Generation – wikipedia – GNU-free-user-license
Photo of Kit carson – courtesy Wikipedia. Public Domain.
John Frémont Wikipedia US public domain
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“STOPPED INTO ANOTHER CHURCH!”
(lyric from the 1965 mega-hit, “California Dreamin”, by the “Mamas & Papas” with the word, “another” added)
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Anyway, I was glad to find the door not locked, and so I went in. There was a secretary inside, doing some paper work. I asked if I could go into the sanctuary.
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She said, with a smile, “That’s just fine”.
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The sanctuary was not nearly as large as I thought this big building was capable of having. And I was surprised at how—uh— unorthodox everything looked. I hadn’t been to church but very rarely. And always, those churches looked very traditional: pews, murals with angels and cherubs…stained-glass windows & tall cathedral ceilings. And a pipe organ.
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But not in this church!
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But here were simple folding-chairs and a portable podium. And there were guitar amplifiers, and mic stands, as if there was a rock band or something. And the ceiling wasn’t even as tall as my ceilings at home! And just white sheet-rocked walls, like in most homes. No stained-glass! No statues! No murals! No angels! No Cherubs! And…no-o-o-o…pipe organ!
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How odd!
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Woodward Avenue Presbyterian Church pipe organ wikimedia share-alike license
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“WELL, I GOT DOWN ON MY KNEES…”
(lyric from the 1965 mega-hit, “California Dreamin”, by the “Mamas & Papas”)
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Nevertheless, it was a church! I would have preferred the first church, however. It looked much more holy and reverent than this place. But I was desperate! So this place would have to do. So I got down on my knees in front a folding chair. But then I decided to move up closer to the altar (podium) thinking I could get as close as possible to God.
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“AND I BEGAN TO PRAY…”
(lyrics from the 1965 mega-hit, “California Dreamin”, by the “Mamas & Papas”. Actually the original lyrics were “I pretend to pray”, but Mama Cass mistakenly sang, “I began to pray”)
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And I began to pray…“Oh God, please come back into my life. I’m sorry I let you down. Don’t leave me forever, God, etc…” As I knelt there, I just thought that maybe I felt something like my head move up and down, ever-so-slightly, almost as if He was saying “Yes. I’m here.”
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“Is that you God?” I didn’t really know if my head moved or if I was simply imagining it. And so I continued to pray. And I pleaded some more. And afterward, once again, I thought I could barely feel my head nod almost unnoticeably , “Yes”.
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But just then, several people came into the sanctuary talking together. So I got up and left.
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Outside I hopped back into my Rx-7, jubilant over the prospects that the Lord of Heaven might be back! As I drove down the road, my head began to nod continually as if He was saying, “Yes! I’m here! Yes. Yes. Yes!” By now, tears were streaming down my cheeks. I was so happy! I decided to just drive. Anywhere! It didn’t matter, now that God was back in my life!
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And so, up the Kit Carson Highway I drove. Northward! To Chiloquin! My head now nodding up and down continually. Tears still rolling down. ”You’re back! OH HAPPY DAY!!!”
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I was like that Bible parable of the “Prodigal Son” (although at that time, I knew nothing about that parable of the prodigal son). A son who—at last—came home to his Father! (see Luke 15:11-32)
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But I was really happy He was back! And I just wanted to go for a drive! I didn’t know where. And I really didn’t care! So I drove northward towards Chiloquin, about 30 miles north of Klamath Falls.
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Chiloquin OR – welcome sign wikimedia creative commons license
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“I’D BE SAFE AND WARM…IF I WAS IN L.A….”
(lyric from the 1965 mega-hit, “California Dreamin”, by the “Mamas & Papas”)
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Now as I was driving northward, the Spirit began to speak! This was too good to be true! What a victorious moment!
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And so He spoke and I listened intently…
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“Oh Chuck, I have big plans for you.”
“Why are you talking to me Lord?”
“Oh I have big plans for you. (in Los Angeles!)”
“What kind of plans?”
“Big plans, Chuck. Very big plans!”
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You can just imagine how absolutely great this kind of news was to me! After all, I had just gone through almost two months of absolute Hell! Now the Lord was telling me that I was in store for very good news! He spoke of my going to L.A. to get back into the music business! Whoa! The music business!?
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So I asked, “Why me? Am I someone special?”
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“Very special Chuck. You were someone very special. In a former life.”
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I just sensed where he was going with this… “Was—I—Jesus?”
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My head began to nod in the affirmative.
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“I was Jesus Christ!? In a former life!?”
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“Yes Chuck. You were Jesus in a former life!”
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GRAND-MAMAS & GRAND-THEFT PAPAS…
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After this, I was urged to drive to a public park near Chiloquin, about 30 miles from Klamath Falls. Chiloquin was a little town where my great-grandparents settled just after the beginning of the last century, in the early 1900′s. It was originally an Indian village, of the Klamath Tribe, led by Chief Chiloquin. My great-grandparents started a general store, post office, and I think maybe even a small hotel, in about 1905, or thereabouts.
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“Oh Chuck, I have very big plans for you. But first let Me tell another reason you are very special. Besides being Jesus in a former life, you have someone in your family line who was very special. Someone I owe a big favor to.”
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Now I didn’t know much about my family history. I did hear that we had someone who was on the “Most Wanted” list. Someone like “Machine Gun Kelly” or something. And I also heard we were related to the Nelson family who starred in that old TV show, “Ozzie and Harriet”. But I began prodding him as to who it was he owed a favor to.
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“Oh Chuck, it was your Great-Grandmother. She was a great lady. Oh I loved that lady.” At times, the spirit sounded like he was getting all choked up. Like he was sobbing. But I kind-of got the slight impression that he was doing so in a mocking way. Nevertheless, this story made sense. And I was really happy about all this…uh…information the Spirit was feeding me. Because, when talking to people, I liked to always work into a conversation about my Great-Grandparents starting the first store there in Chiloquin, and My Great-Grandma being the first Postmaster there.
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But the spirit began telling me many stories about my great-grandparents, and the wonderful things they did. And he kept this up for a while until his speech turned again towards me.
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“I loved that woman. But I hate you!”
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Why do you hate me?” I asked.
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“I hate you because you are a great sinner! And you’ve done a lot of rotten things in your life. But I also love you, because you were Jesus Christ in a past life. And I have big plans for you. You are going to do something very special for Me.”
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And so began a guessing game as to what it was that I was going to do. But finally He revealed what it was I was going to do for Him.
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Photo of the Nelson’s copyrighted. But used under “fair use” rationale. Information provided by Wikipedia. See “Fair-Use” rationale. Just click here.
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“The Candy Kid”, Richard Reese Whittemore & girl-friend, “Tiger Lil” Public domain www.theweirduniverse.com
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“CALIFORNIA DREAMIN’…”
(Title of the 1965 mega-hit, “California Dreamin”, by the “Mamas & Papas”)
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“I am going to give you songs. And you are going down to LA to record them! You are one lucky S#%$!&B! You are going to be famous very soon! You are going to write some religious songs, and some that aren’t religious! And with these songs y
ou are going to turn many people to Me!”
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I always wanted to get into the recording industry. It was my dream for many years! I even moved to San Francisco many years earlier, to attend a unique school dedicated to rock-n-roll (see the chapter, “One Flew INTO The Cuckoo’s Nest: Do You Believe In Magic?”).
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As I continued northward, I kept after him to tell me about all my former lives. And so I found out that for nearly two thousand years, I had been repeatedly re-incarnated. And in each former life, I had performed some great thing in the religious world. But He was very vague, however, as to any details. But I did manage to get out of Him that I had been a pope, a number of times. (LOL!) And also, I’d been a cardinal, and a bishop sometimes. And each time I did some necessary deed: some great accomplishment!
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Pope Urban – wikipedia – public domain
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“YOU KNOW THE PREACHER LIKE THE COLD (cold snow, that is!)…”
(word-play on lyrics from the 1965 mega-hit, “California Dreamin”, by the “Mamas & Pappas”)
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After a while, the spirit directed me to return to Klamath Falls. And at some point southward, he urged me to pull over. He told me to get out of the car. “Now run up that hill, you S&%$ B#@%&!” I ran up the small embankment. “Now fall down, you $%^&#$@!” I fell down into the snow. “Now eat snow! You ^%$#@!” I hate you—but I love you (sobbing) I love you…Jesus…Christ! Eat snow!!” So I ate snow. But inside I was feeling very good. I’d take this over the “mental ward games” any ol’ day!
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Even if I had to eat snow…on such a winter’s day!
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CONCLUSION…
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At this point, the spirit began to speak of eternal life as though it was re-incarnation. No Heaven! No Hell! Just one lie after another…uh…I mean one LIFE after another!
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A ‘CALIFORNIA DREAMIN’ DREAM?…
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According to John Phillips (of Mamas & Papas) in a Bravo documentary, and Michelle Phillips in an NPR piece, the song, “California Dreamin”, was written in 1963 while they were living in New York.
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Phillips dreamed about the song and woke Michelle up to help him write it down. (This information provided by Wikipedia, but has since been removed from Wikipedia, or so it seems. Wikipedia’s info often gets changed, you know)
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The Mamas and the Papas Ed Sullivan Show 1968 WIKIPEDIA PUBLIC DOMAIN
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To go to Chapter 15, just click here,
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Ch. 19 “I AM Music”…
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This spirit proves himself to be a pretty good song-writer!
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