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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 Art Nude Reality
THE ART NUDE REALITY Stained with the acrilic and emotive, Pour us a drip of creativity, Paint us colors of the rainbow But still less appreciated By the prioritizing inordinate ambitious and flesh-conscious world. Purchased with hard-earned money, the brush, the pen and crayons. Sketch us our hopes and dreams, Paint us our now and future And erase our rough past on canvases. Even though your art states purpose, style, size, color, character, and effect, Our yawning yields lust, nude-addiction, naked-body, physique & attention-seeking. The world isn't on the same page with you; Flip yours while we swipe ours after our eyes has been well fed. What's the fuss about this whole weird thing associated with being unclothed? Stripped images gets our muscles ripped up as if we don't strip down for complete naked shower. Why spend so much time idolising bodies, divestment of draped attire? Why's fragility hidden behind pointless social constructions about what sells and drives society crazy, about these lack of raiment vogues conniving with carnal voices in our heads? Why so much tempting and complete exhibitions meant to be the private trek of someone else, now openly played out in public square, without remorse, except to honor certitude. Social media empowers those who flaunt physique imbued by deity, by desperate willingness to express, the expression of beauty's form. We term blessing by the display of skin's gamut. So then I inquire of you: who is blessed? The artist or the nudist??? Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP} Copyright© 5th November, 2021
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