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In a realm where the sun's fierce rays embrace, Lies a dock where time finds its resting place. Ships come and go, in a rhythmic ballet, As a lone soul watches, day after day.
A rebel's haven, far from the norm's reign, Where lyrics of freedom flow through the refrain. With Georgia left behind, and Frisco as the stage, A poetic gangster's tale, etched on this page.
A song of solitude, a tale of the free, Watching tides, in this realm by the sea. Wastin' time, yet living on his own terms, In this melted realm, where each moment confirms.
