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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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This Time Around
The world unravels like a threadbare flag— stitched in whispers, undone by the weight of sky. You stand accused of love’s ancient crime, the heart’s embezzlement, the art of leaving. But who can blame the eternal lover when the clock rewinds without consent? The same moon tugs at the hem of the ocean, the same stars blinking like guilty witnesses, and here, again, this fragile fabric of what surrounds us—still stained from the last time we were here. To lose you: a wound deep enough to unseam time itself. I’d rather see the world collapse into a single moment, a black hole eating its own memory, than watch you vanish. This time, this time: the hymn repeats itself, a needle caught in vinyl’s slow suicide. Even love cannot outpace entropy. So look around: a world in doubt is still a world. A crime committed in the name of love is still a prayer. And this time around, we'll call it salvation, even as it ruins us again.
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