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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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Life is a series of demands. Hurry up, perform. Do your homework, write a paper, oh and read 300 pages, get in those volunteer hours, grab those lab credentials. I get busy, caught up in projects and I forget stuff like dinnertime, peeing before it’s an emergency, or like calling you - last night. On vacation I’m unplugged, I’m avoiding focus, I’m not paying attention, my mind’s wandering. I’d want you less if it were required by law. I imagine your huge, brown saucer eyes exhibiting a wounded, blaming expression and I can’t. Maybe there’s a biological explanation, yes, that’s it, I’m missing an enzyme, I have a glandular disorder that prevents long distance relationships from working. No, not work - It can’t be work - it should be exciting. Is it a crime to want some time off from pressure? I’m not asking for a pony. Just a sabbatical couple of weeks away from obligations. I felt so guilty that I went to Karen (Lisa’s mom) about it. We talked for over an hour, she’s so smart, I love her. She reminded me about the recent lockdowns and how years of skyping and remote learning might affect (dull-down) a long distance romance. I told her what you said, about my sinatra psyche and she said although I seem absurdly secure, I’m probably still figuring things out - and that’s ok. There’s really no substitute for talking to a mom. I called you - and left a message - I hope you understand. I turned my phone off - for now.
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