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These four years are almost up,
The two months are gone in a heartbeat,
Leaving me stranded in the real world,
A place of unfamilarity and mundane existances.

I started as a rogue shadow,
no one saw me ever,
people ignored the fact i was there.
They never saw me coming a mile away.

Now, in my time nearing to an end in childhood,
Most see me in a light that they never saw,
Some not so good, others adore what i've become.
This rogue isn't so much of a shadow anymore.

A shadow becoming an actual being,
who knew this could happen?
I'm pretty sure its rare,
but it can be done. I am living proof