Quatrain
I see the roads
Without a doubt
I'm so fresh
On the paths which grow
My quatrains I'm single
During a break in August
Alongside my eyes eye
In the eye visited moult
Ways as if a crowd
Issues over me
So that this swell
So never cease
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