In my dream a lion visited me I think he came from the moon. He whispered into my ear his voice as fine as notes played on my Spanish guitar. He told me my life was make believe all life was a dream and most people were sleeping. All I had to do was open my eyes to see the desert was really an everlasting flower.
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I know this picture and your words conjured the story perfectly .