He held my hand and guided me through my life.
Never for once letting me go.
He'll sit by me.
Listen quietly to me.
Giving me advice.
He's always there to comfort me.
He would be a great
If only he wasn't
Imaginary!
Yes.
Lo and behold.
I have an imaginary friend.
You may ask me why.
Here's why.
When there isn't anyone whom I can talk to.
Whom will listen to me.
I'll always go to him.
And hear him consult me.
Tell him my secrets.
Tell him about school.
Friends.
the way people treat other people.
He knows alot of things.
He sees lots of things.
His name?
Leon
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