And I thought in that one moment… what would it be like to pick up and leave this place. To just walk out, leaving all behind. No regrets. No apologies. I imagine it would be harder if I had something tying me down. Anything tying me down. And I hoped it wouldn’t be like this when I was tied down. But we all know that I would do it anyway. No regrets. No apologies.
Alpha is an island.
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