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With boots laced tight and spirits bright,
Hamsa chases sun, to endless white.
Patagonia's heart, a jagged crest,
Echoes tales of Darwin's quest.
Magellan's path, a briny vein,
Through Tierra del Fuego, fire and rain.
Cape Horn's mystique, a windswept cry,
Where oceans dance and albatross fly.
Drake's Passage roars, a churning song,
But carries hearts where they belong.
To glaciers grand, in icy crown,
Where penguins waddle, seals clown.
Then southward still, across the blue,
The final dance, dreams coming true.
Antarctica's hush, a frozen land,
Where mountains sleep, on ocean sand.
Each penguin's chirp, each whale's deep song,
Whispers of beauty, wild and strong.
The seventh crown, a frosted gem,
Our journey's end, a frozen hymn.
Youngest of hearts, with spirit bold,
Hamsa claims earth, a story told.
Seven continents, a record set,
A world embraced, no fear, no fret.