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Here's to the Rare Weeks of London Summer, Where Everything Seems New and Anything Feels Possible
Luke Westaway
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If you can ignore the itch
And ignore the sweat
This could be the best day of the year yet
The Diet Coke's been iced
Your sunglasses look rad
The city looks like it does in the ads
And this little terrace is looking so fine
A little outdoor space where I can sit with some wine
And just look at all the photos I took
Of the blossom that grows time to time
'Cause you said my hair smells like the sun
Which just means it smells like sweat
But I'm glad you're not tired of that smell yet
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The pollen comes up
And it makes your eyes sting
With shock we remember that bugs are a thing
'Cause out here I can smell the heat and the oil
And the brave little plants in what passes for soil
And it's gin in a tin
As the bamboo grows thin
And the fat on the grill starts to boil
Because your skin smells just like the Sun
But it's just sun cream I bet
But I guess that's how memory works
And it's why we don't forget
All the ways that we won
That one week in the sun
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