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Take the eraser to your skin and rub.

 

As flesh falls off and blisters and sores appear, keep rubbing.

 

As the sores become infected and yellow, keep rubbing.

 

Once you have rubbed through your ribs, cut out the heart and rub it away

 

The lungs

 

The spine

 

The brai

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