Quite Strange, Isn’t It?

In the heart of an uncharted land,

Lies a city so strange and grand,

With towering buildings that touch the sky,

And streets that seem to never die.


As I enter its gates, I am amazed,

By the hustle and bustle of this place,

People from all corners of the earth,

Gather here, in this city's birth.


The colors of the city are a sight,

A rainbow of hues, shining bright,

From the bold reds to the vibrant blues,

Each building has a different muse.


I wander through its winding streets,

Amidst the crowds and the endless beats,

Of music that plays from every corner,

This city's soul, a true performer.


I stumble upon a bustling market square,

With exotic spices and a lively flare,

The scents of unknown lands fill the air,

And I can't help but stop and stare.


But as the day turns into night,

The city takes on a different light,

The once busy streets become quiet,

And the stars twinkle, a wondrous sight.


As I continue to explore,

I am drawn to the city's core,

Where a majestic palace stands tall,

A symbol of this city's grandeur and all.


But amidst the glitz and the glam,

There's a sense of mystery, like a charm,

For in this city, anything can happen,

And its secrets are never forgotten.


As I bid farewell to this strange place,

I know in my heart, I'll never erase,

The memories of its enchanting beauty,

For this city has forever captured me.


A strange city, like no other,

A melting pot of cultures, a true wonder,

And though I may leave its sight,

I know this city will stay with me, day and night.

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