[Spoken:]
I was looking for escape when I met you
and of all the things bigger than us
You would think that the death of thousands
would at least distract me...
I didn't find my happy ending
In your country where
I could drive for 10 hours and
Never reach the sea.
While Baghdad burned, I cried.
in a café in Europe
over the touch of your hand.
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