Shut Doors Later Fly Open

Shut doors later fly open:
Sometimes do so by a half;
The half is but a token;
Not a large-horned cow; 'Its calf'.

All about' How one wants it',
Still,Man should not dig his pit,
Many dared burying shame
To naked go after fame;
Abbot once Paper Pusher,
Abbot now Cocaine Pusher
"In life quite a lot to pick;
  After death 'Motionless Stick..."
  
  Still,shut doors can swing open
  For one,at heart,the broken;
  There was some talk from a mount:
  Unless Christ's speech should not count.
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