Joseph A. Farina grain wood shows its history despite its vulnerability each stain and nick a testament to its journey polished with a masters hand it glows with an aura of old forests scented with evening fires infuses its notes to wine speaks in tongues that stag and boar would understand shelters and dreams at its heart centre waiting for carvers to reveal its spirits of sky, crow and eagle in totems and soul masks its song of creation its unbending pride.
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