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Call me on

Gusts of cool mountain air breathe life in my heart And I beg for the closeness of the sun, to reach the wide-eyed wonder... Call me on! To the heights!
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Written by
claire-marie-littell
Published
May 14, 2016
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3·30
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Blessed Pier Giorgio Frassatti always said "Verso L'alto! To the heights!" The soul is always searching for more; It is only until we are with Christ do we find rest. He is the summit!

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