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The court was their canvas, sneakers squeaking loud, Goku’s nimble moves, Shadow’s intensity unbowed. They dribbled like lightning, defying gravity’s pull, Their rivalry aflame, a cosmic duel.
Goku soared for a dunk, the rim trembling in awe, Shadow countered with a spin, claws like a saw. Back and forth they battled, the crowd held its breath, Asphalt echoing their clash, a symphony of death.
But then, a twist—Goku passed with a grin, Shadow caught the ball, a rare moment of kin. They alley-ooped, transcending their strife, Two worlds colliding, rewriting the game of life.
So there they stood, rivals no more, Legends entwined on that gritty street floor. Basketball became their shared legacy, Goku and Shadow, forever in synergy.
Guess we didn't boil the water enough.
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