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In the heart of Neo-Tokyo's sprawl,
Stands a boy with power to enthrall.
Akira, the name that echoes in the night,
A force awakened, pure and bright.
Motorcycles roar, the city screams,
In a world not quite what it seems.
Tetsuo, once a friend, now a foe,
Lost in power's ebb and flow.
A city reborn from World War's ashes,
Now faces another of humanity's clashes.
Akira's power, a Pandora's box,
Unleashed, the city rocks.
Yet amidst the chaos, the fear, the ruin,
A glimmer of hope is still brewing.
For even when all seems astray,
The sun will rise on a new day.
Akira, a tale of power untamed,
In our hearts, forever framed.
A reminder stark in neon light,
Of humanity's unending fight.
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