I talked to your Mom for a long time the other night... Your sister tried to pan the camera so I can see you inside the casket. She asked if I wanted to see you.
I coudln't do it.
My Mom told me that she doesn't want to see you in a decorated box as well.
I'd rather have my last memory of you the last day we spent together.
We all miss you.
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