The Santhal Parganas: A Panoramic View
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Wherever the eyes used to go,
I used to see the hills surrounding us,
Standing as a chain of hilly ranges
So full of exotic flora and fauna
And the streams babbling by
And with the rocks, stones and trees
And forests and the hilly tribes and hill men
Into the hamlets of their own
And the wild running for miles and miles
With no ways to move into the dense vegetation.
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