This lion was my imaginary friend when I was a little girl. I would sit on his back and cuddle him and tell him all my worries and cares and secrets. The shrubbery was our secret place I always went to find him when my pals and I went up there.
I don’t think I was the only one who thought he belonged exclusively to me. He’s probably absorbed a lot of tears and sloppy kisses over the years.
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This lion was my imaginary friend when I was a little girl. I would sit on his back and cuddle him and tell him all my worries and cares and secrets. The shrubbery was our secret place I always went to find him when my pals and I went up there.
I don’t think I was the only one who thought he belonged exclusively to me. He’s probably absorbed a lot of tears and sloppy kisses over the years.