<p><span>我</span>是無舵的，漂流了，沒有地方可以打電話回家。因為家不僅僅是迫擊砲和磚頭；這是我們受到歡迎的地方。我們歸屬的地方。無論我們被切割的模具如何，都會產生接受的空氣。</p>

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<p><span>I</span> am rudderless, drifting, with no place to call home. Because home is not just mortars and bricks; it is the place where we are welcomed. It is the place we belong. No matter how we are shaped by the molds we are cut from, there will be an air of acceptance.</p>

<h1>I long for the community I once had</h1>

My soul longs for the home of my childhood.

<h1>我渴望我曾經有過的社區</h1>