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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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Can one dwell in an pissattude of nothingness and pay foreward a coporeal difference? Can life/lovelessness resemble any human entity that leads to something/foreverness? Abuse X Hate + Control Through Fear- Altruism and Empathy = last place in a love relationship. Am I linked in between the two as a nonsequitur being? Will I ever discover a universal endeavority as it is written for me? What is the scope of my meaning in this existance, mine or otherwise? Does it matter I am here? What I do? Who I know/say/feel? Is my element of predication upon others a matter of their absent evolution? Will they evolve for better or for worse because of my interventions? Are you better off for knowing/not knowing me? What is the point of my presence in this place, on this planet? Why am I here? Whay was I born? What's the POINT?? Do I matter? To whom? Should I live, die, go away? What am I supposed to be doing? Now, later, tomorrow, infinity? Am I an integral part of the universe, or just an uninteresting static blip on a screen, old broadcast news, empty can of soup, stale bread-ceacker crumbs. of an uneverlasting life? A biological dildo? Should I, anyone, even be thinking on this universal "God" persuasive level, this plane? No trespassing signs abound us, here in the slums of being human. Someone let me know if there is a summative/cummulative plan, point of view that speaks to a legitimate credibility to/fro these questions offered. I tend to dwell in somewhat momentary constant doubt of everything that sets us up for an inter/after temporal fuge positve/negative graded social existance with poweredpleasanttithecrossyourheartkneelamenpotentials and forever guided spiritual linguistic experiential enemas with all things inner/eternal. Tickets please?
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