This is a poem for my daughter, really any one of the three of them, and my son, but inspired by that time a daughter doubted her worth. It starts out imagining that first race she won - the X chromosome sperm that beat all the other X and Y chromosome sperm in that infinitesimal race. She is one in ten-million already, as every human being is.
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