I love me some rhymin'

 
[Hold my cup of coffee while I type this...careful, it's hot...use the handle]  
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Love all "this underground" wordsmith
Temple tower of sight and sound
Man, ya gotta love all that dark inside
Joke foreground such fool's round.
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Blowing fire while abstruse wandering adjacent yon stargate
Assign all seams this vortex ring that nevermore degenerate
Creating this new round, the kind that spins a perpetual day.
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No essence gather
No ashes spent
One split in nether
One heaven sent.
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Syncopate to undulate then have to saturate and stimulate
Bringing that relax of vertebrates while letting mind situate
Do not fret a clock, you can blame the watch if it shows late.