Oh Alaska, how I've loved you. I loved your free spirit, your independence and your beauty.
At least that's how it used to feel. Now it feels like you've turned on me. Turned into one of "those" places. I wish I could turn back time, and I could find a way.... Yes Cher, I wish I could turn back time too. I'd never come back to Alaska, and kept all my nice memories. My rose colored glasses.
So how can I get out of here? What will it take? I've obsessed about moving to Seattle for years now, and I'm not getting any younger. So what can I do to do it?
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