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My mother died from cancer. And when I used to visit her in hospital, I would ask her, “how was your day mum?” And if she didn’t suffer so bad that day, she would say, “ it was a beautiful day Ryan.” When she died, I played it at her funeral.
 
Oh . What a task, to pick a goodbye to our cherished mother song.. to pick her last dress she would wear home left here now to touch things she’s touched hoping for echos