| 소개 : Intro

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The handheld face mirror in my grip, I stared.

The grip around it, I tightened.

You've been with me for ages, now, dear mirror.

I was pretty. I was gorgeous. I was beautiful.

Yet why did it still feel not good enough?

I was their dream. I was their idol. I was their ideal.

Yet why did I still feel not good enough?

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