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Don't know how to explain the theme

Damsel, who dances in my dream

Don't Get Angry

If in this incessant rains

You're crying in your bed

Ghosts haven't withered !

I chose not to behold you

But you came with exotic pulchritude in my dreams

Exorcising the Haunting Ghosts

There you stand, without a trace at all

Playing tricks of cruel illusions