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The he was a sleep in a short time
And he dreamed of africa
When he was a boy in the long golden beaches and the white beaches
So white
They hurt your eyes and the high capes in the great brown mountains
He lived along that coast now every night and in his dreams
He heard the surf raw and saw the native boats come riding through it
He smelled the tar and open of the deck as he slept
And he smelled the smell of africa
That the land breeze brought at morning
Usually when he smelled the land breeze
He woke up and dresto go and wait the boy
But tonight the smell of the landbreeze came very early
And he knew it was too early in his dream and went on dreaming to see the white peeks of the islands
Rising throw en the sea
And then he dreamed of the different harbors and roadstes of the canary islands
He no longer dreamed of storms
Nor of women
Nor of great occurances
Nor of great fish
Nor fights
No contests of strength
Nor of his wife
He only dreamed of places now and of the lions on the beach
They played like young cats in the dusk
And he alloved them as he loved the boy
He never dreamed about the boy
He simply work looked out the open door at the moon
And unrolled his trousers
And put them on he urinated outside the shack
And then went up the road to wake the boy
He was shivering with tea
He morning cold
But he knew he would shiver himself warm
And that soon he would be rowing the door of the house
Where the boy lived was unlocked
And he opened it
And walked in quietly with his bare feet
The boy was asleep on a cut in the first room
And the old man could see him clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon
He took hold of one foot gently and held it
Until the boy woke conturned and looked at him
The old man nodded
And the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and sitting on
The bed pulled on the old man went out a door
And the boy came after him
He was sleepy
And the old man put his arm across his shoulders
And said i am sorry
Gara
The boy said it is what a man must do