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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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Confused
Quietly they sat, A bunch of souls with different levels of commitment. Some worn out from the everyday hustle that life involves, Others tired of the so called bureaucratic rules that are placed onto them. This is, after all the challenges of living, The challenges of being offspring to those before them, The evolution of going from crying on top to becoming self-sufficient, Independent to being cared for, You have to just love the cycle and its consistency. As we age, There goes another page of experience that may or may not be passed on or watered. There they are, There they sit clueless without any concept of time and its importance. Ignorance is at the forefront like the open / closed sign in the store’s front. Materialistic desires become the engine to drive forward, while what matters most such as the reasons for sitting idle become junk. Are we failing, or wailing along desperately trying to keep their heads above water?
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