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		<title>Liam  Droney | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Liam  Droney</description>
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			<title>If I never see you...</title>
			<description>Wanting the attention from the one I love, and missing them dearly.</description>
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			<title>The last thing i expected this morning</title>
			<description>	The sun rose across the frigged, spring, Vermont&amp;nbsp;air. The light danced on the frost on my window, before rushing into my eyes.&amp;nbsp;Dawn, the beginning of a new day for most, but for me it is the end of my brake. time for work. so i pull myself out of bed and soberly stagger to the other end o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/1485023/</link>
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			<title>In the shadows </title>
			<description>my first attempt at a romance novel.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/1484983/</link>
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			<title>Love To Me</title>
			<description>to my dear lover</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/1481581/</link>
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			<title>My Artist statment</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;With art as my weapon, I will change the world.&amp;rdquo;- Liam Droney	Whether at home or in the classroom, my eyes could see the art in everything around me. Everything can or will be art. I find myself constantly lost in thought thinking about how to design the world into a better place. I sta..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/1481020/</link>
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			<title>How long</title>
			<description>wrote this when my heart was torn and my eyes blinded by tears.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/1476132/</link>
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			<title>The Fear of Nothing</title>
			<description>my first poem so it might suck
it is to explain that having no fear is a lie</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/1151660/</link>
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			<title>Chapter ten</title>
			<description>Chapter TenA calming relief&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was about forty five minutes of torturous silence; the only sound was Neal calmly cooing to Nell beside me, Page was still tending to Rio&amp;rsquo;s injuries. The pod was an ellipse of aluminum;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/1099385/</link>
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			<title>chapter nine</title>
			<description>Chapter NineWe Need a Plan&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The entire group was silent for a minute that felt like an hour. Well I sure as hell was not going to crash into the land below. So I spoke up and, I sounded like Kino.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/1075100/</link>
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			<title>capter 8</title>
			<description>Chapter eightI&amp;hellip; am&amp;hellip; not&amp;hellip; done!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My body was wracked with pain, but not as much as before. All of a sudden I heard a voice under me.&amp;ldquo;A..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 7</title>
			<description>Chapter sevenI have a reunion&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I felt week and light headed as the fusion faded and my mask crumbled away to dust as my horns rapidly went back to their original place atop my forehead. My vision became blurry and I couldn&amp;rsquo;t even keep my balance, and Pinku was laying in front..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/1042815/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 6</title>
			<description>Chapter sixDamn you!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Oh, when I get my hands on whatever did that, no matter what it is I&amp;rsquo;m going to mull it so bad. This is how I felt wile bolting though the halls and I cleared each room, I think I was having a need to have to calm down when the doors of the roo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/980983/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Chapter FiveYou Can&amp;rsquo;t be Serious&amp;nbsp;The shockwave of that roar knocked Nell, Kino, Gino, and Rio to the ground. The look on their faces was as if they were not that surprised. Then I remembered Nell still had to face my father, in ether mortal combat, or in competition. Ether way it ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/974898/</link>
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			<title>chapter 4</title>
			<description>Chapter fourTime to prove it!&amp;nbsp;This did not make a lick of sense at all. My father said that one of the people I cared for would be lost. All of a sudden a bolt of red lightning was struck at me as if the arms of Hell wanted to claim my soul so badly that it shot out from the gates, an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/964150/</link>
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			<title>chapter 3</title>
			<description>Chapter ThreeWhy?&amp;nbsp;Of corse with Rio being Rio, we waited for about an hour before we were picked up by a cruiser I would have gone up in my ride, but, then I found out before Nell got into the fight she crashed my poor baby and now I had to wait with them to pass the time I sculded Nell..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/950555/</link>
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			<title>chapter 2</title>
			<description>Chapter TwoREPORT!!!!&amp;nbsp;Before I started the mission I started tracking down Kino to tell him every thing about last night. I found him in the living room looking disappointed.&amp;ldquo;You made a total a*s of yourself last night.&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;Wait you were there last night too?&amp;rdquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/948634/</link>
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			<title>chapter 1</title>
			<description>Chapter OneThe dream&amp;nbsp;I heard screaming, smashing, I saw monsters everywhere, and I smelled the stench of the Iroi. I was feeling so useless, for I could not do anything to stop it. It broke my heart and shattered my soul&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip;.. For I witnessed something no person should..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/meboyo66/948632/</link>
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			<title>Yoai</title>
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			<title>intro</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Long ago in a land of peace called Yoai there were multiple kinds of civilians. The Noai (the ageless guardians of this peace, with have godly powers, and are extremely well known for their tactical abilities, the humans, the Borrui large boar like people who are nomadic, or the defende..</description>
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