I am mentally retarded

About me

To-glow, and to-glow, and to-glow,
Sleeps in this shitty pace from here to there
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted stupid
The way to stinky breaths.
Out, out, brief glow stick!
Life's but a walking stick,
a poor germany player
That struts and frets his balls upon the stadium
And then is heard no more:
it is a his tale
Told by his coach,
full of crying and no winning cup,
Signifying nothing

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