When night breezes blow across the plain
Sending faded drum beats and faint smoke clouds
To the poised nostrils of the wolf
Who silently paws through grasses with the pack, ...
Icon, icon on the wall,
Whose image is the most powerful of all?
Does your consciousness invade mine?
Does your picture transcend time? Icon, icon, do you see? ...
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