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Let it go let it go, and I'll rise like the break of dawn!

Let it go, let it go! That perfect girl is gone!

Here I stand in the light of day Let the storm rage on.

The cold never bothered me anyway.

Its funny how some distance makes everything seem small and the fears that once controlled can't get to me at all.

And the fears the once controlled me, can't get to me at all.