Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		Poems by Ben Hastie   Symbiosis I moved into an empty room with some walls and there was a coin old and discoloured in the middle of the floor with two sides that could have determined my fate just like a fictional character I was trying to create but after a while I put it together with some others and used it to buy some biscuits   Next Poem
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