In the land of the old,
everyone’s a foreigner,
fancied native-born
just by the haply young.
Time thus prescribes
rude awakenings all round.
Stevan Harnad
Stevan Harnad
In the land of the old,
everyone’s a foreigner,
fancied native-born
just by the haply young.
Time thus prescribes
rude awakenings all round.