This was the day Barry Fraser untied his wings, but not from jealousy. From life. How lovely, to see him flying up like a dove, on a wind current, carried away from us, in peace. So hard on my heart, but he is free.
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This was the day Barry Fraser untied his wings, but not from jealousy. From life. How lovely, to see him flying up like a dove, on a wind current, carried away from us, in peace. So hard on my heart, but he is free.
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