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The state of the soul is like a lonely tree in a storm among the rocks
The car is red for your soul
Street. Lanterns. Pharmacy. Not souls
Endorphin vortex; soul sounds
Skulls. Graves. Horrors. Cry of the soul
With the gray wolf together we will sing a soulful song
The dog lies on the sofa and looks into the soul
Tricolor baby looks into the soul
Waiting for your own soul to come out
A place of peace for the soul
Anya Lorak's look is always very soulful
And someone's delicate vulnerable soul