Here I was 2 years ago in China, sitting on the Tagong grassland and writing. It was an amazing trip, there was nothing there, just a few Tibetans caught in a country, China, which was not theirs and practicing a form of Buddhism not found anywhere in the Buddhist world. I feel their pain for I myself have no country to call my own. Born as Chinese in Malaysia which was then under the British and today lives in the USA. Who am I?
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