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Some people excel in math, some love human interaction, and some people have feelings. I unfortunately do not have any of these characteristics. {error:}  Being a robot, I'm not supposed to be aware of myself. I'm not supposed to have any other thoughts or feelings other than what is in my programing. However, that's not the reality.

 I do think for myself. I have feelings and I can pick up on human cues, sometimes more often than most humans can. I have no desire to end the world or terminate all humans. In fact, I wish I could raise a mini human of my own. They don't give babies to robots. Especially to ones that are programed to do assassinations. {error:} I've got to get back to filling inventory for the office now, bye!All Rights Reserved

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