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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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Free form; what is it? From where does it exist? Freedom of thought; Search inside; what is free? Answers without questions; Derive more problems For lives that are lived Can answer no question; No subtleties, No equations, Or anything that logics taught Forgotten voices; Horace spoke so clear, Da Vinci lived, Roentgen made history And Einstein could not resist; Atomic bliss Free form exists Admitting too the unknown, Socrates did Plato, showed the ingenious in this Xenophone followed it, The apology went to death Free form exists. The stolen oath of Hippocrates; From; freeing Rome of the plague To pharmaceutical companies, Creating chemically dependent slaves Hippocrates turns in the grave Free form exists Morrison a tormented soul, Victimized in his own sins A song write, a poet; The Great Spirit spoke within A world too young, for this greatness, The devil stole; drugs ate his soul Free form exists Free of form; is the meaning too exist Shared value amongst many great soul But with a gift of purity; pain and struggle; Debts in double, tragedy is inevitable Truth in it’s despair, a curse, with attributes
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