In a peculiar town, I found the strangest boutique.

Amongst all the outlandish wares, an ancient jar caught my eye.

I picked it up and suddenly the keeper appeared.

An excellent salve you have chosen, I glanced at her in awe,

It heals all wounds . . . but does not heal the soul, she said

I looked at the inscription; It was time, the jar held . . .

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