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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Chiunque sente la lunga mancanza di coloro che ti hanno amato, non puo' altro che dire a se stesso, " L'attesa si chiama tempo... e un breve mese diventa un'altro anno piu' lungo; ed altri mesi piu' insopportabili oscurati da questo tenerissimo ricordo che continua ad essere adorato, e sara' piu' protetto conservandolo per se stesso!" L' attesa si chiama tempo per ognuno che ha perso tanti sorrisi di tenerezza, e gli abbracci affezionati piu' stretti... rimasti sospesi nei cuori lontani che rimpiangono la loro gioia e distanza; ci saranno altri giorni senza tristezza alcuna? Se l'oscurita' e' discesa cosi' rapidamente, potra' svanire quando una luce accecante la fara' diventare un sole piu' brillante? Spera come io spero e certamente dirai, " L' attesa si chiama tempo, domani sorrideremo! "| Waiting Is called Time Whoever misses those who have loved you truly, can only say to oneself, " Waiting is called time, and the shortest month becomes another long year, and more unbearable months obscured by this tender memory that continues to be adored, and will be more protected by keeping it for oneself. " Waiting is called time for everyone who has lost so many smiles of tenderness and the closest affectionate hugs that have remained suspended in distant hearts that regret their joy and their distance: will there be other days without any sadness? If darkness has dropped so rapidly, will it fade when a blinding light makes it much brighter? Try to hope as I hope and you will certainly say, " Waiting is called time, tomorrow we will smile! "
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