Neon flickers in the midnight rain,
Circuits pulse inside his brain.
Rob walks streets of steel and wire,
Hunted, haunted, never tired.
A hacker’s code runs through his veins,
Breaking locks, decrypting chains.
Augmented eyes in electric blue,
Scanning lies to find what’s true.
City hums, a neon hive,
Where only rebels stay alive.
Chrome-clad hands and boots so worn,
Built for war but battle-torn.
Through the smog and flashing signs,
He rewrites fate in tangled lines.
For freedom calls beyond control—
A cyberpunk with a rebel soul.
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