Jan 2017
The meteors that fall down on Earth,
Shooting stars they call them I hear.
The blue hot comets that circle our hearth,
Like old Halley who visits once every 75 years.
Shooting stars they call them I hear.
The blue hot comets that circle our hearth,
Like old Halley who visits once every 75 years.
Much love to the man himself Edmond Halley for discovering our traveling friend ;)
(M/Somewhere)
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