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After armageddon shredded pieces of the human raceXenogenesis, mated into creatures free of hateImmortals burn patterns through infinityTo shape the face and fate of HumanityDon't make Octavia write for a hundred yearsBecause you treat black women as good as guys with pointed earsTeach Kindred in a history classYour kid's a guaranteed genius if they passHer characters evoke the same rich noteAs if spoke from the baritone of her own throatAfter Wild Seed's sown a new society's regrownYou'll never be alone, you'll sit beside her throneMind Of My Mind!Mind Of My Mind!Mind Of My Mind! From Letras Mania