Advice From a RaccoonA Poem by navaHide. Hide. Over here, over there. No one will find me, no one will know. Food. Food. The centre of everything. Millions to feed, millions to know. The pitter-patter. Underestimated at best. Yet we’ve passed every test. Unlocked your door. Unlocked the pantry. A thief of the night, yet that's not all about me. Clean. Clean. Clean. That's what we do best. Yet do not betray, we don’t always forgive. © 2022 navaFeatured Review
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StatsAuthornavaSCAbouti'm just some random teen who calls themself a poet, but i write about my experiences and what inspires me. please use he/they when referring to me more..Writing
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