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This sparse fragment begins with tuging under a new moon, then breaks into handwritten fragments about walking, maybe, and being as one alone.

The page reads like a draft remnant where the typed moon line still anchors the composition. The isolated handwritten words keep the emphasis on movement and solitude without pretending the crossed-out material is fully recoverable.

'''Near-empty page: only 'n tuging under a new Moon' survives the OCR pass. A fragment of the Chandelier moon-walk line, presented as a tiny orphan couplet.'''