Pip Turner
Aug 27, 2017 · 1 min read

I miss when parks felt
Infinite and playgrounds felt
Like fortresses. When

Everything was tall
And I, small. Infinity
Has shrunk without me.

Pip Writes Stuff

Pip Writes Stuff is where Pip Turner used to keep post his ramblings. This is rarely posted on anymore, but feel free to have a browse and relive the good times.

Pip Turner

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Slightly too obsessed with games as an art form

Pip Writes Stuff

Pip Writes Stuff is where Pip Turner used to keep post his ramblings. This is rarely posted on anymore, but feel free to have a browse and relive the good times.

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