That House by the bay

There was a feeble knock at the door
I was elated to pry out further
As the door was opened I saw no one 
I looked again but it was all quiet

Then came the same knock for second time
but once fooled by the strangeness of conviction
I never wanted to open that door again, but I did
And then suddenly I saw everything I wanted to see

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