We should talk about madness, and if you don't care looking like a fool for love. And what sustains us. We should talk about beauty and terror. Ecstasy and agony. Greek Gods and mortals. We should talk about silent movies and symphonies. You should tell me a secret, what makes you so cynical and who hurt you. We should talk about the cartoons and our favorite words. We should talk about history and geography. And euphoria. And about the last time we cried. You should tell me a joke and sing me a verse of your favorite song. We should talk about maps and dreams. We should talk online and meet for a beer. We should talk about the difference between ale and lager. We should talk about happy places and sleepless nights. We should talk about our best friends and reminisce. And our heroes. We should talk about the light and auroras. We should talk about why we think we are becoming our parents. We should talk about Earth. And you could tell me things I don't know. We should talk about astronauts and caterpillars. We should talk about death. And why do you like the sea so much. We should talk about our beliefs and nevers. We should talk about home and snow. You could describe me what and how far can you see from your roof and what do you think about art. We should talk about being old and how young we are today. We should talk about all the kids we are going to have and what kind of vegetables we would grow if we had a garden. And about books and life. We should talk about wine and food. Boats and planes. Stars and the smell of petrol. We should talk about our great loves and great fears. Handwritten letters and poetry. About Dante and passers by. We should talk about our childhoods and hoods. Butterflies, colors and how we broke our limbs. Carelessness and money. We should talk about what we have for breakfast and Napoleon. We should talk about hidden treasures and forgotten worlds. We should talk about weather and nothing in particular.
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