Time Looks at yourself in the distance

 Accomplices obtained. In the shadows, accomplices. Chased away the escapes. Its thicket and meadows. Planted on the body axis. There, escapes germinate in the body. Loaded with time. Restless to flee and get lost in time. In itself, past, present and infinite. He looks at himself in the distance. He mocks himself and his disasters. How long wasted! How many steps cut by the bones! Yes, tell us your lewd intentions. What do you enjoy in destruction?

SubIrrealism in a mirror. Random intratextuality.