It’s high time for a demo of my inspirational/Spiritual Songs.  I’m waiting with bated breath for a shipment of finished CDs from U.P.S.  It’s called Three Healing Songs written and performed by Cynthia Bythell, and Discmakers sent it out on the 27th of last month.  So, where is that nice guy in the big brown truck?  A bunch of people have asked for a copy, and still more will be surprised when they find out my plan is to give it to anybody who’s interested!  I just want to share my musical message with the world….. Want one?

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