Caveman

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Why would he call himself a caveman
I don’t know
He was so gentle with words
He was so wise with words
Words would listen to him
Words would dance for him
And bend the knee
He was the wizard of words
The king
He was the magician
That’s what he was
And more than that
A gentleman
A friend
Whenever he went out of the cave
He would share his generosity
Kindness and brightness
With us
The wandering poets
And we were blessed

You will be missed dearest Caveman
So much missed
Why did you have to go?
I don’t understand
Yet somehow you will live forever
You are saved in translation
Saved in translation

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20.11.2022,  Dekameron

@ mahengonsal

Thank You so much!!

Stroke of inspiration

Magda, Saved in translation, is a stroke of inspiration/genius which has not been "lost in translation"!
17.11.2022,  mahengonsal

@ Alina Gołecka

thank U!

@ mahengonsal

thank U!

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13.11.2022,  mahengonsal

A fitting tribute

What a beautiful and moving tribute to a wonderful person with whom I was so privileged to associate. Well done and we’ll crafted Magda
13.11.2022,  mahengonsal

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Beautiful, moving.
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