The Man in the Suit

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I walk a lonely road in the dark

Filled with thorns and thisles

I hear music, see a small light

I am wearing tattered old ripped blue jeans

I am cold

I come across a cabin in the woods where I hear glass bottles hitting one another

I hear laughter

Confidence irradiates my thoughts

I feel love

I grab for the industrial old brass knob on the riggity old shed

I open the door

I see myself in a suit in a mirror

I am at a wedding

I see my beautiful wife, and we are dancing

She tells me how much she loves me

My parents are crying out of joy as a song by "The Fray" plays in the background

Everything is ok

I am the Man in the Suit

I am confident

I am no longer cold

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