| Out in the sky the great dark clouds are massing; I look far out into the pregnant night, Where I can hear a solemn booming gun And catch the gleaming of a random light, That tells me that the ship I seek is passing, passing. My tear... Read more of Ships That Pass In The Night at Martin Luther King.ca |  InformationalPrivacy |
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