Neck

Holds the weight of the world,

Holds up all your pendants.

A cross to keep the vampires away,

The jugular they crave.

Brings your voice to life

Carries it across the room.

Hands grasp it tight

In spite of your precautions.

It has been a grazing field

For a curious stranger

Adn a well known friend.

Marries brain and brawn.

Lives to uphold it's duty.

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