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Published: June 29th 2014
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Rain poured down the windows as our train left the Xi’an station. Our last moments with our new friends had come to an end. I have been searching for the right words all week to express how I feel, but there just aren’t any. The best way I can think to explain how I feel is through water and lemonade:
I came to China with a big vessel of water ready to share that water with whomever I met....
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