I'm Xing you all out. I'm Xing out everything. X you.
I will be free
My daughter will be free
I'm a squirrel on a moldy jack-o-lantern nibbling a walnut
I'm a bird, I'm the sun
I'm the stars, I'm the moon
Go ahead, shatter your pursuit of happiness
You can't catch me
The Broligarchs Are Trying to Have Their Way
The antidemocratic politics of having it all
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