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194 At the Altar of the Peregrine Chan Chich Lodge, Belize This is how you will go to god, headless upon his clotted breast. You will lose your light to a sudden brightness, the stele of your speech struck smooth by the sweep of his wing. He will taste you by daylight. He will call through your bones like the compass-heart that brought you here to the altar of the Peregrine, this blue plateau laced with Kingfishers, those liquid jade prayers flowing in the forests’ veins. ...

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