Marvel as the morning stars streak across the morning sky and illuminates your heart . . . .
Glide your fingers through the warm crystal sand . . . .
Ah! . . . Hawaii . . . Earth's Paradise . . .Ah! . . . Hawaii . . . Earth's final Paradise!!!
Listen . . . Can you hear the call of the South Pacific?
Shh . . . Close your eyes . . . The Spirit of the Islands is whispering your name . . . .
Can you hear her? Listen . . . . See . . . Her arms outstretched, reaching for your hand. "Come . . . Follow me . . . . Follow me . . . "
So peaceful . . . so refreshing . . . so serene . . . .
Listen to Her call, whispering in the tropical breeze . . . Hear the voice of a Heavenly Angel whispering,
"Come with me to the place where the sky meets the sea . . . ."
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