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Hawaiian Beach

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Stepping out onto the beach one early morning I could hear the waves softly crash along the shore. Numerous birds nesting in the palm trees began to stir, and sing out early morning greetings. Although the sun had not yet come up, the beach was alive with surfers, like myself, preparing to some catch some waves. It was Christmas Eve, although at this Hawaiian beach it was a balmy seventy five degrees. I took in a deep breath, allowing the salty air laced with a smell of tropical flowers to fill my lungs. Wading out into the cool water, I hoped onto my board and paddled out farther from the shore to wait for the next big set of waves to come in. By this time, the sky had lightened up to a pale blue, but yet still streaked with the blackness

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