My last worth in this life, the real star shining in your body, my Pandora , hope is very sticky, never ever leaves, but keeps the body, keeps me in joy of your beauty My HOPE Nay, I make you my hope PANDORA Because you have carried it, snatched or stolen it. Maybe it is gift of God for the fallen. Only source to be risen. Mary,Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.