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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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I Am
I AM® I am Arthur, Cupid and the edge of a bow Soldier of 9 lives in this generation of hue His armoury brandished by men And sculpted by the One God, Broken, battered and buried soul In dismal and dark crypts of life But leap out of the dungeon of obscurity To set pace for a long but new voyage. I am A train in motion; watch me to catch a glimpse, I am a word in flight Write it down quickly for it last I am a prophesy in season To come to pass in due course I am a bubble bustling in a glass Can you feel the magic? I am a man in race You can catch the moment But not the main man Catch the benefits of my pain, My gallantry lore and conferring boons, My chariot comes but now Right on the move to a spectacle You feel the snap wind. Catch what I leave behind - My legacy, my story and triumph, Hear the fading sound Of the chariot of fire basking away in explosives. On the move like my fathers before me Taping from the drip of my crimson river, Draw the benefit from my predestined existence. I am The man that is loosed Not the man on the loose. VickWizzy Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP} Copyright © 2016.
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