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Monica's eyes fluttered open as the first rays of the Australian sun crept through her bedroom window

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Monica's eyes fluttered open as the first rays of the Australian sun crept through her bedroom window. She stretched and yawned, feeling a pleasant sense of drowsiness wash over her. It had been a late night, but she couldn't help but smile as she recalled the incredible concert she had performed the previous evening.

With a groggy yet excited curiosity, Monica reached for her phone, which sat on her bedside table. As she unlocked it, she was greeted by a series of notifications. Most were from friends congratulating her on the show, but one message in particular caught her eye. Samantha Kerr had messaged her.

Samanthakerr20:

Hey Monica, just wanted to let you know your performance was unreal last night and I really enjoyed meeting you 

Monica's cheeks flushed with a mix of surprise and delight. Sam Kerr had not only remembered her but had taken the time to send a message. 

Monica.reyes:

Hi Sam. I love that you loved it, it means a billion to me. I really enjoyed meeting you guys as well, you are all such cool people.

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Monica was ecstatic at this point, she felt acknowledged. It was the feeling a person gets hearing a new song by their favourite artist for the very first time, heart pounding and all. So what would any normal person do? Mona doesn't know the answer to that question, she writes music when she feels an intense standout of an emotion. 

Just like second nature, Monica sat at her piano with her notebook beside her humming a new melody to accompany piano keys expressing the way she felt.  With each note, Mona channeled her profound love into the music, a jubilant conversation with her heart. The lyrics, like poetry, began to take shape. They spoke of the endless smiles and stolen glances, of a love that felt like a melody that would never fade away.

Her voice, filled with warmth and passion, sang out the words as they formed. They were a testament to the love that had swept her off her feet, a love that made every day feel like a grand adventure, and every moment a cherished memory.

With a radiant smile, Mona picked up her pen and transcribed the lyrics onto the pages. This was her muse, her elation, and her art. It was the embodiment of the love she felt—a singer, a songwriter, and a harbinger of the profound joy that was too powerful to contain. 

 

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