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Apr 2017
it's that moment when you can finally speak of it without feeling like your lungs are giving up on you.

that's when you know you are past it; or at least on your way.  

and if you're not there yet, keep working towards that moment because, believe me, the air has never felt so fresh.
Written by
Brie Pizzi
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