Hidden from the world today,
Seven stones waste away.
One bright blue with a violet hue.
One dark red, heavy as lead.
One deep green, not as sweet as it seems.
One harsh black, don't give it much slack.
One fire-light yellow, this one won't be mellow.
One clear as glass, with a shimmer your eyes won't pass.
One a gun-metal gray, this one will leave you praying.
Each stone cold as death, cursed with beauty to take your breath.
Be careful, should you come across these stones, no matter how good you may be or how well you are known.
They'll pull out the sins from your very bones.
From your very bones.
ENGLISHH(:
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