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Intersect

Thinking and strategically plotting my moves
You both on my shoulders saying what I should do
Every move that I choose are now major choices
If I disapprove of you, I'll still hear your voices

Three hundred sixty degree courses to choose from
Four mathematical equations to compute the sum
Sun, moon, and star or cross serve as guiding lights
Divine intuition or institutions promoting the fights?

Third eye sight makes dark nights seem brighter
Knowledge reigns supreme as king torch igniters
Light bearers see clearer and stay clear of veils
Never selling out for clout or for capitalist retail