Where art thou, Words?

I find that if you
are
experiencing
naught hardships nor
heartaches

words are hard
to pick
like flowers in a garden;
as pain and tragedy
sing ballads –
happiness
guzzles the light of the sun
and stargazes in a pair of eyes.

 

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