Golden Light from World Bridger by Isaac AshLind

I feel the thread, I feel the thread, I feel the thread
Connecting me to you

I feel the warmth, I feel the cold, I feel that mind matter is made of
Golden light running through my veins

And was it, was it a choice?
Maybe I just found my voice

I feel the heart, I feel the ghost, I feel the hand of
What I know is more than me I give to you

I feel the thread, I feel the thread, I feel the breath
Breathing golden light into my veins

And was it, was it a choice?
Maybe I just found my voice

I feel the thread, I feel the thread, I feel the thread
Connecting me to you

I feel the warmth, I feel the cold, I feel that mind matter is made of
Golden light running through my veins

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