I live in the sky,
but not in Heaven.
I belong to the Trinity,
but not to the Lord.
I exist within myself,
but I am no part of I am.
I stand at the end of anarchy,
but not the beginning of order.
I am the penultimate of my race.
What am I?
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Classy! š Nice work Nazaniel.