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Intellect is a curse.

To be misunderstood by those who
speak
your native tongue
but comprehend
only foreign gibberish

To be ostracised
demonised
and
otherised
by those you are trying so hard to
humanise

To feel
alone
in a crowded room
To feel
strange
amongst familiar faces

To be frustrated at the relentless misunderstanding
of every thing you are trying to make understood

How lonely,
how utterly demoralising it must be
To be
Cursed with intellect.