Whisper when we get caught.

The sky darkened.

We were stealing promises under a dark cloak that we used to cover our dogs, that silently barked.

The trees swayed dangerously.

The storm was causing chaos that was hard to take in.

I shouldered my bag like a mother carries her bag. It was full of lost common-sense.

Never have I been so lost as I trudged through the seaweed.

Removing my responsibilities.

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