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Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.

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sometimes I’m not sure whats real - or true or fantasy am I allowing fallacy to seep into my brain do I convince myself that I believe in things- most others dream or am I right in seeking home in what I cannot see the corner of my eye wont lie I see them as they pass like light but looking straight ahead of me I’m blinded to the world if i turn my back to life then i’d be a fool for doing so so rather i embrace it close until i reach my start Rather here i turn away not to life, the world, or love but to all that blocks my path until it can find me

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Sometimes Im Not Sure,,,,,,,,,

sometimes I’m not sure whats real - or true or fantasy am I allowing fallacy to seep into my brain do I convince myself that I believe in things- most others dream or am I right in seeking home in what I cannot see the corner of my eye wont lie I see them as they pass like light but looking straight ahead of me I’m blinded to the world if i turn my back to life then i’d be a fool for doing so so rather i embrace it close until i reach my start Rather here i turn away not to life, the world, or love but to all that blocks my path until it can find me