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Generation Gap, Next...
Take me back to the days of heady boutiques
Those psychedelic shades which heighten the senses
Racks of lush purple velvet, loon pants, cheesecloth, suede mini skirts
Float me to Biba, Granny Takes A Trip
Where tender darkness and patchouli wafting
Not sickly Haribo sweetness...clinging, cloying
Monday 15th January 2018 5:49 pm
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