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by Khalil Gibran.
your children
are not your children
they are sons and daughters
of life longing for itself
they come through you
but they are not from you
and though they are with you
they belong not to you
you can give them your love
but not your thoughts
they have their own thoughts
they have their own thoughts
you can house their bodies
but not their souls
for their souls dwell
in a place of tomorrow
which you cannot visit
not even in your dreams
you can try to be like them
but you cannot make them just like you