One of the saddest stories about old age is when people are 're-named', as if their identity is taken away. The bench feels very loving to me in that respect.
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“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet.” Napoleon Bonaparte
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- Sarah Salway
- Author, poet and teacher. Visit my webpage at www.sarahsalway.net
This work by Sarah Salway is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 Unported License.
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