this year will come the long-awaited spring. Emerge from our caves and feeding us longed for the sun. Strollers fill the parks while children will race at breakneck speed along the tree-lined avenues. Life will seem different, we will see things more positively and cronocizzata forget the hard work that we carry with us. We'll even pretend that our problems are water under the bridge or at the bottom are not so important as they seemed. 
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