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You took on the tasks headstrong,
You confronted challenges with determination.
I had a plaster on my finger,
I had a minor injury represented by a plaster on my finger.
Like a playground accident,
Comparing the injury to a mishap on a playground.
Waiting around to be stitched up,
Waiting to be emotionally healed or supported.
And wrapped in cotton wool,
Suggesting a need for protection and care.
You slept in peace quite soundly,
You were peacefully asleep like an innocent person.
Like an innocent prisoner does,
Emphasizing innocence and perhaps vulnerability.
We'd be so free if our mouths stayed shut.
We would be more liberated if we kept quiet.
Can I talk,
Questioning permission to speak or share thoughts.
To you before,
Expressing a desire to communicate before potential conflict.
Your mouth opens,
Highlighting the impact of words when spoken.
Life is a long lesson.
Life is a continuous learning process.
Maybe I should've spent less time on luxury,
Regret over spending too much time on luxury.
I couldn't afford to be a face,
Inability to afford a certain identity or status.
If threes a crowd,
Referencing a potential conflict in a relationship (threes a crowd).
Then two was you,
Two people involved in the conflict.
And three was me,
Adding a third person to the dynamic.
Dancing around without my hardhat,
Metaphorically dancing without caution in life's journey.
On the building site of destiny's work in progress.
Describing life as an unfinished project under destiny's construction.
Would you,
Requesting warmth and care for essential aspects of oneself.
Keep my,
Possibly asking for emotional support.
Vital organs warm?
Questioning if boundaries have been exceeded.
Would you tell me,
Seeking honesty about personal boundaries.
If I've gone too far?
Questioning the possibility of a final farewell.
Are we waving goodbye for the last time?
Reflecting on past goodbyes.
I thought we'd already done that,
Recalling a previous farewell.
I'll be answering the tip line,
Being available for communication, but no response.
But watch nobody come forward,
Expecting no one to step forward despite the availability.
The line is dead its awkward,
Describing a silent and uncomfortable situation.
It's feeling unimportant.
Feeling insignificant or disregarded.
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