Life is loneliness with no purpose, pour your soul into joy, fulfillment and companionship.

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Life is loneliness with no purpose, pour your soul into joy, fulfillment and companionship.
Shut up among books, my soul drank eagerly.
I must confess, my writing is important for my soul.
His soul, it was a shadow of his misery.
Every expression contained a fierce love, and now I know she loves with her soul.
My girl, a beauty men will understand... her sensuous, devourous lips - I brooded and bit her lips, my soul lost in a sorcerous girl.