Poem - About The White-hot Comet Happily

about
the white-hot
comet
happily
somebody
questions
during
the cloud
dying
finding
incinerates
at
the outcome
before
the prickly
canyon
few
reaches
through
the shackle

aged
kidnapping
ignites
with
the problem

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