My friends, we never meet each other, even I don’t know what your names are. But I know you are there, you are always there. I’m very grateful for your help. Don’t worry about me, my life is OK.
China is my hometown, USA is my husband’s hometown. I love two.
We only have one world. I really hope the world without any more war, no pain, & no sad.
(The “angels†still studying history and psychology…, let it be. I will fly to planet by UFO tomorrow.)
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Whatever your decision might be, remember to let love encapsulating you, always.
There will be no more hometown, no more past history dangling, when your hate of any is just a sack to leave behind.
Then travel in the lightness of love, just as you may wish, absolutely anywhere.
And where your love is, your hometown is.
Whenever you are the love itself, you choose, your home.
And never become the hate, should anyplace be just turned.. hell.