</>Springtime rolls across the land like an ocean
Sanguine red strawberries drip sweetness
I bite into them and drink their sugary, sticky, sweet red blood
Like vampires, we prey on fruit,
We stride across the land,
drinking the blood of strawberries
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I like this poem. Nicely written. 10 for this.