For Wordle 380:

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This entity – 
bare arms rippling with intent-
pulls victory
out of thin air.
Time and time again,
the potential
for losing one’s head
in a flurry of jabs
is overcome by the evidence
of winning, the one thing
missing in this me being
a fear that flinches
before the rolling fists land.
This is how it ends-
victory snatched
from the claws of loss
when we decide.