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Life. A celebration!

Breathe in
Breathe out
Laugh till your sides ache
Cry till you fall asleep
Dance till you can't move another muscle
Eat till your tummy feels like it will burst
Drink like a fish
Scream your lungs out
Sing like a madman
Walk...ride...drive...explore all the roads that exist
Swim across as many rivers as you can
Fly high with your ambitions
Sleep like a log
Make friends
Make enemies
Challenge yourself
Challenge those who have written you off
Win or lose
Travel often
Stay at home
Fight for what you believe is right
Hate passionately
Love fiercely

Celebrate every moment
Live, like there is no tomorrow!

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