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There’s an old image I came across called “Knocking on a Deaf Man’s Door.”
And the first time I saw it, I felt it more than I understood it.
Because if you’ve lived any amount of life, you know exactly what that feels like.
You knock.
You wait.
You knock again—maybe a little louder this time.
You’re hoping for movement.
For a sound.
For any sign that what you’re saying is being heard.
But nothing comes.
Knocking On A Deaf Mans Door
By Eric Adcock5
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There’s an old image I came across called “Knocking on a Deaf Man’s Door.”
And the first time I saw it, I felt it more than I understood it.
Because if you’ve lived any amount of life, you know exactly what that feels like.
You knock.
You wait.
You knock again—maybe a little louder this time.
You’re hoping for movement.
For a sound.
For any sign that what you’re saying is being heard.
But nothing comes.
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