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Cynrosa is a delight with Latin flair
With a flourish she rests in a satin chair
Her words pounce playfully from her lips
In between indulging red wine sips

Her eyes are like smoky topaz
And she sways to the sound of jazz
Cool and divine she takes my hand
With nary a demand

In her words the sky is full of diamonds
Watched mournfully by wolves in the highlands
She wants to reach out and take them all
I'll just have to be here should she fall

Cynrosa, Cynrosa give me one last dance
For when the sun rises I shan't have another chance
Cynrosa exists only in my imagination
But she is the heart of my jubilation

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