He wrote a treatise
On my intellectual shortcomings
I was in a miasma
Of despair and agony
Tried to fluff
My intellectual wings
But was confined
By the burdens of
My insular parochial mind
Good poem. We are often limited by what we believe and not actual facts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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