Roses or Dandelions?

You told me I was like a flower
The more sun, the brighter I grew,
But, what kind of flower am I?
A beautiful, shimmering, red rose
Maybe a bright, yellow sunflower,
Or perhaps I'm just a little, pale dandelion?
But, there's nothing wrong with dandelions, right?
There can't be, since you told me I'm beautiful

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