how to love

how do i love?
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the heart is fickle, swaying with the wind of the air. it rustles a different tune every day – when it falls, who can hope to hear the sound it makes? even when we press our ears close, ten thousand things stand in the way.

how do we love with what we cannot understand?
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we say we love, yet we know not what we love with, much less love itself. some it spills, some say it is given – all claim they can.
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how should I love? O Lord, teach me.

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