Love, Louis

Love, Louis

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Dear Apollo, I hear your the good of light and medicine and life and all that good stuff. I hope you can direct some of your powers into my life, because a girl like me really needs some change. Like a good change. I hope you come to enjoy me as I write these entries, telling you my problems in order to convince you to fix them. I'll love you forever Apollo. Love, Louis
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