I call this body my own.
Yet, how human can it be
when trillions of microbes
make it their home?
It is better to view it
as a meeting ground
for diverse forms of life
wanting to survive.
Why then all these proprietary feelings?
Who owns the Moon, the Sun, this Earth?
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