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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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Born to create, deceived to consume. We think we are so royal and grand. Brilliant and creative we do assume. In truth a wasteland, at best secondhand. We repeat what has already been had. Or simply change what someone else has made. Then stand proud as if an olympiad. And continue this creative charade. Remove for one day or even a week the music and screens to which we are chained. And you’ll crave distraction an empty soul seeks. the stimulus that keeps us entertained. You will loath after just three days alone those worn out tapes still playing in your head. That whistle you’ll bemoan as monotone. And crave anything new that can be said. Around day 4 you will soon realize Your inability to just create. A single original thought give rise, With your mind so addicted to click bait. In solitude I am humbled to see, My peace rests on that which is external, Rather than what’s been placed deep inside me. Where a still small voice speaks the eternal. Like a computer that needs a reboot We have to unplug and turn off the noise. Wake up your self ready to execute, A masterpiece, which robot life destroys.
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