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A Mother grieves for her son.
A Mother grieves for her son she carried in her stomach for nine months.
A Mother grieves for her son she brought up for seventeen years.
A Mother grieves for her son so cruelly stolen her.
A Mother grieves for her son while she is due to give birth any time during the funeral.
A Mother grieves for her son only the way a bereaved mum knows.
My heart grieves for you, Ivoni Fuimaono as you grieve for Halatau.
May he rest in peace.
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