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I am the avatar you picked

Because your best friend called the princess.

I'm a little... unconventional

But with my hair bow, I looked fearless

 

I am the avatar with the power

That only worked once every fifty tries

But that one time was amazing

Showing you that sometimes, I could improvise

 

I am the avatar that could always bounce back

After getting hit over and over and over.

Despite the tail spins and frequent nose-dives

I seemed better than a shamrock clover

 

I am the avatar that refused to lose

As life changed from 8-bit to high-def.

As you learned the ropes and began to see hope

You were happy that I was the avatar left.

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