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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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Create a Love
Create a love Create. Create something. Something good. Something. Something constructive and uplifting Some words, visions, something, what gives Gives to live, to life, to live. To the hoped life Want something, I know, the life. Lost a life Dried world. Dried land. No rain. Dried eyes Mine. I can’t see the view. I don’t want. Meet. Life Don’t call me. Life. Don’t. I have no loving home A home. The family. Illusion. Created from love Daydreaming is the destroyer of life. That is not love Hmm. My dreams are aggressive. I can’t drop them My dreams are my enemies. Dreams from love “Dropped you a love”, said Satan with compassion. “Yes, this is the reality, my Master”, I answered. “Then drop all, and follow my light,, said Satan. Long this way. Where is the end? Where? Tell! “There is no end to your way”, answered my Satan. Hmm. Human life is immortal. Hmm. No way out. Create something? A love? I needed. But why? “You are in my cemetery. Love here”, said Satan A mortal wants love. For happiness. Forget the life I create an illusion For family, for love For the mind creation For the honor Of the past And future
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