Winsy Tink - Some Things

Some things don’t change –
No matter
The shifting of sands;
No matter
The passage of time;
Or even
The shaping of an inexperienced mind –
Some things just don’t change.

Sweet reminiscence, and a sudden revisit
I sink deeper and deeper to the bottom of a bottomless ocean,
Chain of memories and all.

Oh, the folly of it.
Oh, the contradicted pleasure.

Winsy Tink

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