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Jul 2015
cut out my tongue it will never be able to capture your beauty in words.
My hands useless for your essence transcends the boundaries of script.
My entire being, may it dissolve in the hope of solidifying into you
my love, my venus, my divine feminine goddess, of everything natural and new
Ronald Volkman
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Ronald Volkman  Pittsburgh, PA
(Pittsburgh, PA)   
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