She thought to herself, ‘This is now.’

She was glad that the cosy house,

and Pa and Ma and the firelight and the music, were now.

They could not be forgotten,

she thought, because now is now.

It can never be a long time ago.

—- Laura Ingalls Wilder ftom Little House in the Big Woods

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