Copenhagen, Denmark
A city where
Sky scrapers are rare
As is the city
So are its buildings, compact!
Scraped by the sky they seem
Yet intact is their splendor and grandeur
Modernity fused with the classic ancient
Decorates its highways and streets
Spell bound and enchanted
By its beauty I was to be
If it were not for the voice of duty
That called me back home
FAREWELL!!
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