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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