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They are in their photographs
At the height of their fame
Every one in their day
A world famous name,
Cut down too young,
Still in their prime
Not old enough to be touched
By the ravages of time.
 
They all had their crises
Their periods of strife 
Until cut down having had 
Far too short a life.
Early death has frozen them
Into a sort of perpetual youth:
We will never see a photograph
That shows time’s cruel truth.
Death helped them achieve
A beauty that will not fade
Forever they will stay
As beautiful as when portrayed.
 
The camera never lies
So it is said 
And it is very generous to
Those far too early dead.
Every one in their day
A world famous name,
They are in their photographs
At the height of their fame.
 
 


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Time`s Cruel Truth