Right Time
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I couldn't ask him for much;
I felt he was in a hurry.
He said, no time left behind,
and asked me to pluck the apple.
I said it wasn't ripe yet.
He said again, no time left behind,
and asked me to take the rope.
This time,
I said—
it is not the right time.
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