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Sep 2010
I walked across the sandy beach,
The tropical birds creating a loud screech.
The soft silky sand making it's way through my toes,
And a small dense of trees, in a bunch, not a row.
I inhale the dry, salty air,
The sweet aroma of the excotic fruits, too delicious to bare.
The sky, deep and blue,
The sun shining a ray onto the ocean.
The waves crashing onto the sand,
Washing over my ankles.
The star shaped leaves,
On the tall palm trees.
I look across the glorious island,
Amazed by the magnificent sight.
CoPyRiGhT ClArA McAdAm 2010
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