For the Oak Tree

I'm wishing under an oak tree
The star-lit sky a map in front of me
A heavy silence weights my hushed words
I'm wishing under an oak tree
The smell of crushed leaves and rainfall
Crawls into my lungs
What am I wishing for you ask?
I'm wishing under an oak tree for leaves
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