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Rest now--your time in this place is over.
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In this phase, I was totally numb.
I wasn't thinking about myself.
Or anything else.
I wasn't aware of anything anymore.
I was totally focused on myself.
Only that I had no idea who I was.
At times, I didn't even know if I was still alive.