Heart of Oak
Heart of Oak, well-seasoned wood, I can feel your presence My breast has been your hiding place, My fathers’ blood, your sustenance – You are our unity and our continuity Though some may seek to…
Heart of Oak, well-seasoned wood, I can feel your presence My breast has been your hiding place, My fathers’ blood, your sustenance – You are our unity and our continuity Though some may seek to…
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