As I pass the streets of Hawaii i see beautiful faces surround the crisp ocean air. I see beggars at night, who put on an act or paint there faces to pay the rent. As I stay in a some-what expensive hotel i can't help but notice the view of the unfortunate households that stray up the hill. Past the resorts and the smiling tourist, you can see the true people of Hawaii. The dark skinned people that don't burn for the look but because all they own is a swim suit and a surf board. They chase there dreams in the blue toned ocean passed the slanted eyed tourist. pass the full filled dreamers that see it on TV, but where the heart of the soul hearted surfers lay. Young, old and middle age browned skin people who with hold the look of passion and love for the alphas precious gift. when they wake up early to catch the first 5 am wave they then set back and watch the sun rise over the water. the mist clear and the anticipation form.
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