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The joy in spending dawn's in beach with friends is superb. Tides are soft in the morning gracing our feet, Indian Independence Activist Sarojini Naidu in one of her poem, personified that the morning tides are like a tod. A tod used to cry the whole night and has a sound sleep in the fatigue of the weep in the morning. Similarly the sea roars all the night and sleeps in the morn, with soft tides.
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