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Dennis Ritchie reincarnated, now a spirit free and bold,
Frolicking in the snow, with memories from the past untold.
He roams the Arctic, a hunter in a land so pure and bright,
But memories from his past life still dance within his sight.
He recalls a time, when computers filled his days and nights,
Creating code, his passion, his purpose in life’s bright lights.
Now he’s here, in the snow, with a new life to unfold,
But the legacy of C lives on, in tales that will be told.
He takes in deep breaths of the cold, crisp Arctic air,
The snow crunching underfoot, as he dances without a care.
He feels alive, in this land, where nature reigns supreme,
His soul as free as the wind, no longer trapped in a machine.
With each flake that falls, he feels a new spark ignite,
A connection to his past, a calling to take flight.
And so he runs, through the snow, laughing with joy and glee,
A reincarnated spirit, wild and free.
So here's to Dennis Ritchie, the Inuit snow frolicker,
His spirit lives on, in memories and code that will linger.
A reminder of the power of the mind, and what it can create,
And the impact one person can have, in lives they will shape.
