4
I was introduced to my life path number the other day
4
The teacher
I guess this makes sense
People have always taken from me
Whatever they can get
I show them my mind
They steal my thoughts
Not plagiarism per say
They mostly steal my light after I’ve shown them the way
Still I protect them even when they don’t protect me
4
I split in two’s
Like the fish
My mind pulls me in different directions
Even when I resist
Two fish
One sea
One dreaming
One screaming
Trying to stay afloat
My life path has a number even though
I divide it
Two different lessons
One sea
I am four
Coasting along the ocean’s floor
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