A golden red sky conjures the morning star;
Place where the goddes restarts a flammable desire
But the light of mercy seems so twilight and far,
Could it be a sign the Aphodite is tired?
Stunning eyes of Aphrodite are just used to be
Eros from red place can be no more reddish,
Aphrodite pulled by bitter-sweet world authenticity
A rabbit hole with sumptuous life fact, it would be
Darker it is down there, but clearer it is seen
Rabbit hole exhales fresh humidity she feels,
Honesty and loyalty always remains green
Love and compassion to the fullest none steals
Rabbit hole truest never seems too bare
Alice said it was a Wonderland, she fell into
Aphrodite plays into it just without dare,
Wonderland somehow she could get through
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I would like to translate this poem