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There is a silent tempest roaring internally. I wondered what they meant commenting in my capabilities? Competency? Perception? I compartmentalized the answers. I only expressed fragments, at times, I even further fractured the shards to cover them in blood to obfuscate the glass mosaic. Unfortunately, the porcelain cracked, now my chassis reflects pallid fractures resonating a vague tale. Whispers. I see them as an advantage now, not a weakness.
