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The Peach Tree The peach tree Stands in a grove Among others of The same kind.

It faces the Same winds From the north And rains from the south. Its fruit is bitten Harder than its Neighbors By the frost, Yet there are times When the sun shines Warmer on its leaves. The peach tree Shapes its destiny Through its fruit, Yet is beholden To its position on the ground. By Andrew Cohee