r， the moment I inhaled and exhaled outside the airport.
I felt free.
No more fog on my gsses， no more difficult breathing， no more suppression.
Every breath as a delight. As I stand here today， I ot help， but recall that feeling of freedom.
At the Uy of Marynd， I ould soon feel another kind of fresh air for hibsp;I ill be forever grateful — the fresh air of free speech.
Before I came to United States， I learned in history bsp;about the Decration of Independenbsp;but these ords had no meaning to me— Life， Liberty and the Pursuit of happiness.
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