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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