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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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The Forgotten
We are the forgotten. The people no one will remember. The ones people will forget. Not exceptional just ordinary. We are the majority; we will be remembered as a whole. Not part of the bigger picture. We leave nothing behind. We didn’t change the world. Or make history. People don’t look up to us. Or know our names. But did the remembered, ever think it was better that way. Those that are remembered aren’t people but rather a picture drawn and painted. By what they did or for somewhat they didn’t. What they were. What they weren’t. How they changed the world, for better or for worst. People are remembered in black or white, rarely in shades of gray. I am happy to be forgotten, I will not do what it takes to be remembered I won’t take the risk of being remembered for something I wasn’t. For if that is how I am remembered, was I really ever how I am. I know that just because I will be forgotten, doesn’t mean I wasn’t here. Who cares if I am forgotten when I am gone, because if someone was around to care. I would be remembered.
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