She's beautiful that time,
But I didn't do any crime,
Yet she comes at prime,
Hours when I'm asleep.

" A spiritual wife" the postor
Talked of it in cluster,
Of mixed concepts to alter,
The confusion of dreams

I would satify my love affair,
With demonic girl of the air,
That I found in nightmare,
Who was extinct when I wake.

She scares me only,
when I think I'm lonely,
I see her image openly,
Coming to me in dark



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