by Greg Baysans
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Biography
Auden's Bronze Age nipple days are pure in dreams of pterodactyls and stone tools until the ABC Greek Age of schools into a Dark and Feudal time endure the lacklove endless Renaissance will cure and grow into a Romance quickly cools to Reason speaking on Surrealistic rules prescient to a Wasteland literature before an Absurd Age not read nor built upon which Spirit Holy Spirit soothes a weariness of Chaos wrapped in quilt around the dying pile of myths and truths become what Starchild circle dance what fleet of Ship take Auden where he is complete.
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