It needs to be less,
Less than before,
Right now there’s too much
It’s blocking the door.
We can’t feel the air and we can’t move around.
We can’t see the sky, we can’t see the ground!
Break it down.
Make it clear.
Some has to go, there’s no room here.
The issue is, there’s too much stuff!
No need to elucidate, time to get tough.
Let daylight in!
I’m here to testify,
It’s time to reduce, it’s time to simplify.
It’s quiet now,
the work is all done,
I no longer feel crowded,
I can see the sun.
mydaisydaze 
The last two lines “I no longer feel crowded,
I can see the sun.” sums up the meaning of the poem. Loved it.
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Thank you for getting it! I go through repeated phases of feeling crowded, and need to clear everything. Then I can see the sun. Im glad you liked it.
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I LOVE this!!
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Thank you. I’m glad.
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Most welcome.
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Ah feel the sun radiating into the very marrow of our bones.this is bliss and peace.
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It sure is.
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What a beautiful photo to compliment such an amazing poem. Literal or metaphorical, great massage.
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Clever
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