"Who was blowing on the nape of my neck?"
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With the most infinite tenderness I have ever known in my life, he put his arms around me, gently, gently, and I embraced him around the neck, and we touched.
— Katherine Anne Porter
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Now I am silent, hate Up to my neck, Thick, thick. I do not speak.
— Sylvia Plath
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