Who am I?


I’m a smoking barrel
Hot metal of a silver gun
My past lives have hit targets
That have shifted the orbit of the earth around the sun

I’m a vibrating string
Humming from a golden bow
I have given you something to eat
And the rest of your village in festivals

I rewrite the pages of history at my very whim
I am who you think I am, but not who I seem

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