Tell me love if I play God
Asserting love for all
Will you be keen to find why exactly
the selfishness had vanished?
If I come back in the valley
To smell bread being baked in the kitchen
Will you push me away saying
"this is no place for gods"?
I wanted to believe just as you said
The only good is being done by the dance of the blind
That is where the hurt is love
that is where it hurts.
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