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I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
By Moon or by Sun I shall be found. Yet I am undone if there's no light around.
I am a caribbean shape that makes ships disappear
I am very easy to get into,but it is hard to get out of me. What am I?
I let water fall on you while everyone else stays dry.
According to the music industry, you can count on a midnight train and the devil to turn up here.