K-now that love is free of error,
A-lways true from the start;
Z-one of mistake is far
A-way from the core of heart.
N-othing wrong is ever made,
D-ay thirteen of January;
R-ight from the beginning,
A-n affection causes glory.
N-o way will it go amiss,
O-beying the rules of the Creator;
B-lunder, lapse, and fault fail;
L-ove is free of
E-rror.
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