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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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We'd awakened to soon reaching. for respite keeping PTSD at bay while anxiety attacks bicker with my Narcolespy my focus remains. steadfast on Traumatic Brain injury allowing my cognitive activity to bravely send signals to stretch my legs and arms. I can feel a traumatic headache approaching. but so is the time for my monthly nerve blocks. injections twelve shots in my head in all granting me sheer relief for thirty days after the stream of pain forget me nots wears off my mind goes back to the injury. bruising my brain sullen matter awakens me. I am quite shattered within the fight flight. mode hunkered down in hidden nooks of sanity. racing thoughts I sit up on the bed now. in the quiet calm of the night tall egrets walk by my window alert a family of fox's. nose's pointed at the moon snow birds I suppose. here just for a season just like my thoughts. I chant and wonder if my brain would someday. stop no more data to be found in this! desperate state I began to write again. providing me a kind of self-medication if you will effortlessly removing my mind from negative thoughts a real treasure emerge as my alter ego actually becomes. my muse in this finite moment the stars all line up just so twinkles sending signals sparks. waves of chemicals balancing sheer survival of my brain hence survival of the mind
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