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Captain America and the Falcon 160

He was defeated by Captain America's all-weather paint as he was the furthest thing from a saint His name was Solarr and he drew his power from the sun He would blast beams of energy like a full-powered gun He's most likely now in a lowly dimmed cell where he can cause no more damage in this place he now dwells He thought he was invincible in his yellow costumed suit but now he's in a place where no one gives a hoot!

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