Make it

I feel my fears come and fade
I hold back fears from a cascade
I stare at the fork that's in my path
I survived just so the world can feel my wrath
I'm worth much more than diamonds and gold
I found someone with whom I can grow old
So this is my chance to be all I can be
And now I'm transforming into a new me

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